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Jul 2018
Sweet words fall from your mouth into my hard beating heart
You've been talking for hours and I never want to stop listening
Tell me more, always, tell me more
I want to know the insides and outsides of you
Like the hymns I bellow every sunday morning ever since I could remember
Etch yourself into my soft brain and my rigid heart
Even when you are gone I will never forget all those sweet words
You have given to me
I will let your voice carry me to another plane and a part of me will stay there forever
with you
lemon
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lemon  somewhere in the midwest
(somewhere in the midwest)   
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