memories.

Hold me until my bones get calm;

Kiss me until my face gets warm;

As I tremble reminding what is gone

My soul tells me to hold on.

If I gave you all my heart today,

promise you won’t throw it away?

I don’t want to seem naive,

say that you love me until I believe.

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