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The Bus

by curing

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
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South Carolina
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Written by
curing
South Carolina
Published
Jun 15, 2015
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#bus#intoxicated#curing
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