Loving Your Frets
couldn't know where
he was at
she had this way
and your outside
if, just the city slept
while once
become another mucho
distrust
danced
never right
he's not here
she wont come outside
from you wouldn't
untied shoes
running up to catch
the coffee cups
saying goodbye
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