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Oct 20
Step up
Into the flight
Her lips tastes of tangerine
-Thrill while it lasts

End comes
and way down
I call Him, who else
-I missed you

Ground was
so far away
And home was
-What's this

Threw Hope
in the bin
next to
His broken Heart
-It's not what you think

yeah but,
It Is.

the Truth;
that we never
had a Chance
-Goodbye.
Written by
trCain  14/F
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