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Feb 2018
She just wants someone to love her
Her kids forgot her
So she talks to an *******
For a few days
Let's him play music
Over the phone
And closes her eyes
To embrace the moment
She never felt real love
It's getting late
The moon comes up
A silver hair
Grows onto her scalp
So she plays with men's hearts
First person I've met
Who breaks them for fun

The sun comes up
And her bones grow weak

The song at the end of the line
Ends and she turns mean

She just wants to love
Dance
Be young again
With limitless
Possibilities

A fountain of honest love
As the days pass by
She must accept
It was not made for her
eileen
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eileen
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