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Feb 2021
you’re the voice in my brain
my conscience to abstain
from the recklessly insane thoughts
i tend to maintain

you’re the cure to my pain
the taste of sugarcane
i plug you into my veins
till i feel alive again

you’re the crown to my reign
and the anchor to my chain.
you’re the only reason i sustain
to see another day.
no bows only rain
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no bows only rain  26/F/Columbus, OH
(26/F/Columbus, OH)   
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