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Realism

5/20/2018

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Finishing the remnant spirit 
In my glass 
Reminiscing of times past
​Where I stormed through grass
Breathing into cold brass
Deep down 
Beneath brow
I locked away desires of no sound
Bound
To precious sounds of Madam’s song
My tongue still speaks of you
Hoping her love would rain down
From the pink clouds
Of affection’s mound.
Im here if you choose to look;
I’ll be here if you decide to swim
Just know 
It’s because of you
My Love first shook
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