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Mar 2017
Once I was stray matted hair and all.
Needles and no food I was a doll.
Sweeter than you knew, you had to have me.
I wanted you too, we were savvy.


You invited me in, left the door open
You told me you liked me, helped with coping.
You said no need for fear that you wouldn't  hurt me
You said You liked me near that you hoped i would see

That your a lover not a hater
and your a healer but not a savior.
Your quiet but not silent and
clearly very driven.
And its me to which your loves been given
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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