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Whenever I tune my guitar,
You.
Whenever I look at the stars,
You,
My heart is scarred
Threw
My vision blurred
Me
I don’t know why I hurt.
Against
your lips, rough like dirt
Your,
but I love your
Skin.
inhale..
I can’t
exhale..
breathe
in the fresh air
While
struggling to break free
You
grip harder on me
Hold
think less, do more
Me
actions speak louder than words.
Within

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