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Mar 2018
She was the sun
She was the rain
She could always,
Always take away the pain
She was more than just
Skin and bones
She could make hell
Feel like home
She dances to the beat
Of her own drum
She was like a shot
Of my grandfather’s finest ***
She was the light of my days
The stars of my nights
The fire of my *****
And the love of my life
She looked like art
And her eyes were brown
I’ve stared to similar ones
But only hers kept me down
She makes me feel alright
I don’t know
She makes everything alright
Oh god, I think she’s an angel
She keeps me up all night
I’ve yet to kiss her lips
But I bet nothing tastes like her
I bet the cola got nothing on her
I promise
I won’t do her any hurt
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