the first of february

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i still remember our very first date
your mom wouldn't let you stay out too late
the sun was setting and the look in your eyes
told me you never wanted to say goodbye
but as days past and winter melted
i realized that you never really felt it
your first kiss and touch from a broken child
but god damn your everything drove me wild.

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