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Jul 2012
Some days the taste in your mouth is sweet.
Some days leave you feeling complete.
Today is a day always under your feet.
Tomorrow a day you will never meet.
Yet still we retreat
from yesterday,
and in a dead heat
you blessed her stay,
than she was away.

She keeps her cool
even with blood a'boiling;
I'd be a fool
not to smell what i'm spoiling.
BB Tyler
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