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Dec 2020
a song in the morning
brings me somber cries of affection
each drum beat
reminds me of the pulse of my heart
when im with you
nervous i get
when i can’t see love in our eyes
help me forget the childish apprehensions
that only block our sacred intentions
to build our eternity
perfection is worth it
but it’s not worth the pain it’s laid into
Written by
mark soltero  23/M/Texas
(23/M/Texas)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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