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For the times I restrained myself
Every inch of this body was yours,
The ocean felt miles from here,
I missed the tides washing me away,
The sails catching the breeze in their arms,
How do you love something and set it free?
Now all I got are graffiti wall spines,
My stomach in noose knots
and Emerald eyes,
When I love you I will be silent,
My actions will be jazz musicians,
And new orleans will be my bed
Rest here beside me,
For I have walked the distance
far too many nights,
My vision is bottle blurred,
And my heart is bleeding
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