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They talk, don't listen Don't listen, for what they say isn't true Their heartlessness can't break us It's not your fault They don't see What I see in you Set petty judgments aside Your value is insurpassable, Undeniable. Your tenderness against my tongue Tender, but never too sweet, Almost bitter. No sugar coated lies Just fresh and raw. Honest and genuine, You provide what I need.
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 1:30 AM UTC
Ode to Spinach
They talk, don't listen Don't listen, for what they say isn't true Their heartlessness can't break us It's not your fault They don't see What I see in you Set petty judgments aside Your value is insurpassable, Undeniable. Your tenderness against my tongue Tender, but never too sweet, Almost bitter. No sugar coated lies Just fresh and raw. Honest and genuine, You provide what I need.
sarahj
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 1:30 AM UTC
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