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Jul 2022
Vibrant colors with the smell of gunpowder
Ignited in the sky as sparks disperse
Though they’re pleasant to the viewer
They’re no music to my love’s ears
I used to love them, now they’re just okay
Wishing they don’t bring out fears
So my love can sleep today
Written by
Always Second
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