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It's a little late for A smile It's a little late for A mile You promised Or Maybe I did That the sun Would always shine In Both of our eyes You're a tad quick With your pick You're a bit knicked With your tick But I love you Just the same There's no reason I wouldn't have came Walk toward a dead poet Mirror Expose of a soulless Exhibitionist Praying One day They'll have a soul They believe Is not worth Remembering.
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Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 5:29 AM UTC
Not Worth Remembering
It's a little late for A smile It's a little late for A mile You promised Or Maybe I did That the sun Would always shine In Both of our eyes You're a tad quick With your pick You're a bit knicked With your tick But I love you Just the same There's no reason I wouldn't have came Walk toward a dead poet Mirror Expose of a soulless Exhibitionist Praying One day They'll have a soul They believe Is not worth Remembering.
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ashby-brown
Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 5:29 AM UTC
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