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She was everything She was the coffee on a cold winters morning She was the glass of water in the middle of the desert She was the sun of my darkness When she was away all I felt was pain She drove me insane with the beauty she possessed Even when she looked like a mess She was my pillow when I needed to sleep She was the only thing I could keep Only she was the one that made me weep when she left She was the one that stole my heart I should've seen it right from the start Now I will have to wait At this gate With hate For a new mate....
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Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 7:20 PM UTC
She
She was everything She was the coffee on a cold winters morning She was the glass of water in the middle of the desert She was the sun of my darkness When she was away all I felt was pain She drove me insane with the beauty she possessed Even when she looked like a mess She was my pillow when I needed to sleep She was the only thing I could keep Only she was the one that made me weep when she left She was the one that stole my heart I should've seen it right from the start Now I will have to wait At this gate With hate For a new mate....
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Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 7:20 PM UTC
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