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Virus of love
Eternity grows like an old mans beard
and it's srings still tied in a ponytail behind
philosophy and poery broken citidels
for each word that I composed
Dreams just chalked on sidewalks
the footfall past the broken neon sign
and hordings ripped with empty hate
just graffiti, art the heart can't fake
Dancing hope just to see her pass
lamplight of her smile
a virus strike, her presence
and gasp for breath in silence
and it's srings still tied in a ponytail behind
philosophy and poery broken citidels
for each word that I composed
Dreams just chalked on sidewalks
the footfall past the broken neon sign
and hordings ripped with empty hate
just graffiti, art the heart can't fake
Dancing hope just to see her pass
lamplight of her smile
a virus strike, her presence
and gasp for breath in silence
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