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You Haunted Me First

Oh innocent devil you raunchy angel, two shooting stars that wish to tangle; Keep her draped on you in bed, I’ll linger a dream inside your head; Writing you into clusters of couplets combining constellations and sunsets; All of your thoughts I will be stealing as you stare into a spinning ceiling; Her whispers become my screams, you’ll wonder if she is who she seems; All around everywhere like a ghost, I blame you; You haunted me first.

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