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Labor Day
Fallen star
In my dark
I needed someone to love me; who dies for it in the same way
I had given up on love
I had given up on trust
I had given up on sorrow, pulling me downward and away
You wouldn't allow me to dry into dust
You wouldn't allow me to be, waste thereof
You wouldn't let misery go on for another labor day
Now I'm forever changed because you decided you want to stay
You did not leave me be a decaying metal to simply rust
You became an anodized coating, protecting my heart hereof
With love in this vessel where you belong and will forever stay
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