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My dearest,Your beauty is as captivating,As staring into a poppy field,It is bliss,Just as the feeling of opium it's self,The feeling of which I posse..
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Some old lyrics, to a song I wrote long ago.
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I was at a flea market the other dayI saw an old .4475 dollars, the price tag readI looked in my walletAnd only had a 20 dollar billI thought,"I'm too..
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Years went by,He still pondered as to why he never said,"I love you",Still plagued by never saying the goddamn words,He see's,She's successful now.Her..
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