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cold sore

i hope your favorite color is orange
mulled over cider

because i failed you

today the sky was gray
today the sky was gray

on your lips
still be mine
now you know
how i feel

now we are
the same
...

today the sky was gray
today
the sky rained.
Written by laceyspacey
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