Pictures on my wall

I left my flat this morning without knowing what was to come, 

I’d had pictures on my wall for a while now without knowing why, 

For sure I know now,

It was through love or the longing for love,

Either way I had them, 

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Before it was peculiar now it was kind,

But now in someway they are with me everyday,

That’s why I love my pictures on my wall.