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Raw Sugar
The sun streaks on dirty windshields
Caught up in you
A saffron tinted haze
Foggy reflections of painted paths
set in crumbling stones
Who knew empathy was a physical pain..
( Inside, he shakes me )
Caught up in you
A saffron tinted haze
Foggy reflections of painted paths
set in crumbling stones
Who knew empathy was a physical pain..
( Inside, he shakes me )
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