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The words That come Out of My mouth Are bullshit It's true I know I'm sorry Forgive me For I Have sinned
Staring into another's eyes- As confidence slips slowly down Cherry cheeks, creating streams and Confluences; down sillhoutes,  Meshing raw embarrassment with Insecure humiliation;
      I often spend many a sleepless night, Wondering if I could make things right. I know of your hatred of me,
The essence of your light is of a dying breed In a world full of fake facades and grotesque greed You made passion, care, and joy supersede
You were the sunset on the last day of summer; I never wanted you to be over but now that you're gone it's awfully dark and much too cold. Did the birds of spring ever return? I don't know
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