i used to sing you lullabies,
i liked the sand between your toes,
and the sound of your laugh.
you make me go like, "woah."
but you're gone now,
that was just a golden opportunity,
a flower past it's bloom,
for someone that just ain't me.
-
forget-me-not.
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