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To LoveRemember me? I used to laugh at the high i felt From your buzzing chatter, always giving me a Reason
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Nov 13, 2016
Eating marshmallowsYour name fits in my mouth like an extra / large marshmallow; / It fills it entirely. All the while
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Sep 18, 2016
SafeIn the early sun, a dew soaked swing set basks in rust as we play / I find your eyes at the window w
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Jul 28, 2016
In a month's TimeAnd there you are again / Oozing from the street signs and making my stomach quiver with all the bum
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Jul 27, 2016
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