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Mar 2015
I'll stamp hearts in your sleeves
for every thing you've ever lost there
for every time she said "I'll never leave"
stop checking the lost in found
there are no childhood remedies hiding under the kitchen sink
quit flipping over couch cushions hoping for change
you wont need a rainy day fund
just gumboots with me
the only piggy bank we'll be breaking into is the one packed full, heavy with stolen memories
nickels and dimes,
save them for me
Written by
lh
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   AJ
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