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Dec 2015
Heres the ******* thing
Heres the ******* truth
The truth of it
******* hit your poison if you need
To hear it.

Just so solidly and with such beauty
Live.
******* laugh.
******* be beautiful
Inside and outside
Be magnetic, charismatic, full of wit
Flirtation
And when an enemy
Or a lost lover
Resides in the room
Hit your poison
If you need
And just
Shut the door to your room
Listening to your favorite running song
In the deepest, secret place
Because lost lovers are lost for a reason
So let them be so lost
As you glide, hover, fly
Above anything earth bound.

Cuz you got on marijuana leaf socks
And that sweet **** gin breath
Your favorite green hoodie
A Black Hawks red tshirt
Your tattoos
Old Hollywood earrings
And left over lips kissed
From last night.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   David Ehrgott and SPT
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