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Sep 2019
Everywhere I go
Everyone I meet
Has something to do with you
Though we’ve strayed apart
You’ve stayed right here in my heart
I can’t make new friends
I can’t go to a football game
Without somehow
Speaking about you
When I cry in the bathroom
You’re what comes to mind
So many beautiful memories
That I can’t bring myself to leave behind
I haven’t seen you since April
Stupid, stupid April
But every time I dream
I dream of your soul that gleams
And I think about how God sewed our souls together and how it was as powerful as lightning beams
Written by
DG  18/F/Nowhere, but only for now
(18/F/Nowhere, but only for now)   
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