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Dec 2015
Faith will empty you

Strange, but true

And love I never knew

Still my love grew



When you were held in my dying breath

And angels I thought came down

Nothing feels quite like death

But you in your pity would drown



And feeling sick of mice and men

You took me and said, "but then again",

We talked, but that didn't matter until the kiss

You struck me, and never missed



Faith will empty you

Strange, but true

And love I never knew

Still my love grew and grew
Noah Ducane
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Noah Ducane  20/M/Washington state
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