Love foreleign

Maybe we were unconnected
speaking different languages 

You with your mood music
I was more aurally free

Bird tattoos
like a panderers song

You touched on romantic themes
yet still asked me for twenty for gas

You kicked me in the stomach
be never lender or borrower
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