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Aug 2020
If I can’t have you how I want you
Then whats the point
I can’t love you like I want to
So I’ll roll this joint
And I’ll smoke it to the roach
Because I’ll be alone
I’d rather be high right now
And listen to these sad *** love songs
My love, You were my home
You were my comfort
A part of my heart
You could have been mine
But you played your part
And now we just exist
8 billion people in this sea
But you were my fish
You were my wish
My favorite person to kiss
How do I fight for us
If you won’t fight for me
I wanted this to work out
But I’ll let it be.
Just rhyming my feelings.
Tiauna
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Tiauna  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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