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Sep 2016
I always saw you as my muse.
Your eyes inspired me to view myself differently
The way you'd talk about the world, made me want to be
I never second guessed your intentions
Because you were everything I've dreamed about

Then the day came
When all your skeletons came out from hiding
The demons broke their silence
My world turned dark
You became cold.

But you're still my muse, peach
I write better words now
because of all the ones you lied on
Lourdes Luna
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Lourdes Luna  California
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