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Nov 2022
Its cold and its raining
But you've asked to meet once more
I will show up and be there for you
But this has happened before

I'm in the cab and on my way
You let the grateful thanks pour
"(You) couldn't cope without (me)"
But you've said that before

I'm nearly there, but you stop texting
I arrive cold and wet at your door
No answer to my knock, text or call
But you've done this before

The river flowing down the road
As I treat this curb like the shore
Taking a seat with my feet in the ocean
But I've sat here before

An hour has passed and now I must go
I'm soaked and blue to the core
Next time ... next time I'll make it you faster
But we've ... I've been here before
The Black Beast
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The Black Beast  Hertfordshire
(Hertfordshire)   
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   guy scutellaro
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