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Emma

I still dream about you

When dark nights come without a star
You slip into my mind, heedless of other fantasies
Because I loved you
And each unconscious torment is born of my own fallacies

We were young, we could've had it all
Our laughter chimed, our hearts were light
Because I loved you
And when you asked, I stayed through the night

It wasn't enough

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