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Feb 2020
you would call just to hear me say nothing at all,
i would listen to you spill drunk words with swag
& sway.
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i knew not of how to love you
til i lost you,
we lost connection
then somehow i found myself.
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i still miss you...
& tears still quickly form at the thought.
Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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