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The last row of chairs

Under the star filled sky

A winter evening

There was a song playing too

The lyrics were something about a person always waiting at a place

My lip stain on your straw

The taste of strawberry shake on our lips

And it was just us again a few summers back

We lived our song

Strawberries and cigarettes will always taste like you

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"Let me dream a little longer, for I am afraid of the curtain which falls when I am back into reality. Let me live through these memories before they become a lost summer night poured over some ice. Let me kiss you a little longer so that I can smoke a little harder when you leave"

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SO STAY HERE FOR AN ETERNITY. JUST A MOMENT.

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But the things that haunt me the most are usually the ones which never find their way to my mouth

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You were a quiet sunny afternoon daydream

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"A library is where a hundred dreams are born "

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Do you ever imagine that one day we'll die and the new generation who will use YouTube will see old comments and videos left by people who probably died or will be old. OH GOD.

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"Let your love be a deadly plague

And let it spread to all my nations

And let there be no cure

No antidote for it

And let it consume me fully"

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Quiet Afternoon stillness mixed with a longing to be somewhere else.

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We all "felt" dark academia before we knew that there was a term for it.

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These thoughts Sometimes they destroy me but they are the only way out of this delusional reality.

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These quiet lonely evenings. These quiet walks. These quiet cafes. Life seems like a blurry dream. It all looks so beautiful. They hold another universal feeling. Only you and your solitude and yourself.......

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The soul is like a small coffee shop in the corner of a hidden street in the rain on the streets of a small town.

The soul is like a small library filled with old books and parchments and candlelight at midnight.

The soul. Keep it safe. It's all you have in this world.

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And tonight I saw in your eyes , the stars that couldnt be found even on the darkest nights.

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There will always be beautiful and quiet places in the world where the magic still remains and I'll find my way to them even if it takes away my sanity.

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I can never put into words about how beautiful you are so I'll compare you to the greatest works of literature and poetry.