19/11/14

se calhar é disto

There's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth

There's still a little bit of you laced with my doubt

It's still a little hard to say what's going on


There's still a little bit of your ghost your witness

There's still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed

You step a little closer each day

Still I can't see what's going on

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