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You mean more to me

You help me escape even if it's only for a little while you make me feel things I never won't to feel again you caress me at night and kiss me in the morning you understand me you even speak my same languages I feel you when you move I hear you when you leave sometimes you make me cry but most of the time you make me smile we go way back to before I was even born you help me breath you make me think you better my imagination most people call you a drug but I call you MUSIC
Written by True_baby_gurl (Nyah)
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