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William Fitzsimmons ft. Priscilla Ahn - I Don't Feel It Anymore

I leave smudges,

as I press my hands on glass.

Peering in and,

daydreaming of you.

Just alive in,

a golden haze,

and we breathe in slow. 

Nothing ever grows. 

In the midst of the slow music, warm lighting and wrapped in my blankets, tonight I feel like I belong.
October is here at last; the most romantic month I could possibly ask for and I am determined to make it my own.

Cheers,
-t