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Thoughts completely consumed-

Acidic memories burn with a sensation I never knew.

I doubt I'll ever forget your face;

or the look in your eyes while you're smiling-

Your words are lifting me higher and higher,

"How are you, doll?"

Can I ask you to carry me away

and save me from this place?

Subliminal beauty; shine your light into my life.

Dream of me and sleep sweet,

for tomorrow morning I'll be thinking of you.