I found her face in the bookshelf.

Hypothesis reminds for one’s health.

And a point of view you taught me yesterday,

Just caught my mind and flew away.

She let me stare her, so as I check the cash.

Shade of café’s chair, sounds like your cats.

Mimicked lyrics keep my vital.

Left-handed guitar or reversed style,

Maintains anything but remembers her crying.

Cigarette smells my man’s room.

Concrete ideas support this evening mood.

That emotional cue you through toward me,

Made the final page cut and weaken my knee.

She said “why rainy season is so long and cold”, and

“Shallow of you to chain everything makes you mad.”

Mimicked lyrics keep my vital.

Left-handed guitar or reversed style,

Maintains anything but remembers her crying.

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