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Your smile was tattooed on my heart, But just like the sun, It rose and set, If only I got the hints, That just like my tattoo, Your love too wasn’t permanent, It rose and set. Sadly, Today I see the Sun rise again, But despite its light exposing all those deep, dark, holes, Your love is still nowhere to be found.
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Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 9:55 PM UTC
The Sun