LXXXVII

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Took a chance in the dark

let the water pour in and the sun burn


Could i've imagined all this

is it possible for my reality


That you're a glitter conceived disease

painting my mind and rushing in my blood


Producing a smile too bright to die

and fade through this time and its darkness.


-road to

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