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Apr 2019
my lips still desire the taste,
i'm running in my nightmares with no haste

you were my rose,
you bloomed and decayed when you struck a pose,

can't imagine not being with you
but yet you were like a dream that never stayed,

why can't you just stay.
Tyler
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