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Jun 2015
Your scent it drifts
The breeze's gift
And locks me to your soul
Your smile fills
My soul with thrills
Look, now I've lost control
Your raven eyes
Lay bare my lies
And swallowed my heart whole
What chance had I
When you passed by
My heart and breathe you stole
Curing
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Curing  South Carolina
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