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Drunken


Roses are red violets are blue I still think about the day that car hit you The guy was young, the guy I hated Was in fact extremely faded When I saw you fall everything stopped Especially the sound of my heart beat drop I remember the moment you smiled I remember the moment we talked I remember the moment we kissed I remember the moment we both hugged I remember the moment you said “I do” I remember you in my lap and the last breath you took
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