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Ocean In The Desert

You held me when you were broke, Your hands wrapped around my throat, All my friends think I'm a joke, For drowning, so you could float. You lit a match so I burned, I took it all, every hurt, Trying to love you, I've learned, You can't be the ocean, for a desert

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