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The
rain
had
wiped
out
What
was
left
of
the
trail
But
he
still
likes
the
way
She
allows
her
dress
to
slide
off
her
shoulders
The
night
leans
against
her
skin
Distant
memories
of
a
promise
That
wasn't
worth
the
blood
it
was
written
in
Where
are
you
off
to
this
time,
Jocelyn?
He
was
so
young
back
then
Looking
for
the
kind
of
love
you'd
read
about
On
the
back
of
cool
bookstores,
toilet
doors
Thirst
still
raging
beneath
their
skin
Distant
memories
of
a
promise
That
wasn't
worth
the
blood
it
was
written
in
Where
are
you
off
to
this
time,
Jocelyn?
Where
are
you
off
to
this
time,
Jocelyn?
Soon
the
longing
for
the
distant
At
the
break
of
day
Makes
it
impossible
for
her
to
stay
The
night
leans
against
her
skin
Distant
memories
of
a
promise
That
wasn't
worth
the
blood
it
was
written
in
Where
are
you
off
to
this
time,
Jocelyn?
Where
are
you
off
to
this
time,
Jocelyn?
Where
are
you
off
to
this
time,
Jocelyn?
Where
are
you
off
to
this
time,
Jocelyn?
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