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Aug 2013
I was sure, that day,
these lips were made to,
touch your soul,
and in turn, set free my own.

Until the day,
Your same lips,
asked me to leave you and your world,
forever.

These lips have sung,
plenty a rhymes since,
just wanting to fall back,
on yours.
badooshka
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