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Sep 2021
I don’t why I even try…
The rain is going to come even if I say no more
Abs the sun is going to rise to the occasion.
The birds are going to sing there song
And we are just going to lay beside us like lost dogs..
And yet I’m okay with a kiss on the lips
And yet I’m fine with rubs on my chest to tell me your day
And yet I’m in love with the way you get frustrated about politics
The way you look outside the window bothers me
And the way your lone wolf attitude eats me…
The crumbs I feed you is nothing but love
And my heart bleeding is the drink for you to stay quenched
And the times I get quiet and soak in my own silence…
Who would of known I’ll be caring with the coldest zodiac sign
But who would of thought you would need the warmest hugs cause of your own mind
I believe I’m becoming your remedy
Cause even when you wanna do it yourself
You ask me to open my heart so you can run from your own winters
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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