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Feb 2017
There was a flame
slowly suffocating
until suddenly you blew it out
and now my dim heart
blends in with the dark
and I think it's worth talking about.

I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
but I'll tell you what I ain't
and that's letting you have my mind, too.
tl b
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