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Ode

I never thought I'd come back to you.
You made me question everything and at times, you made me sick.
Replaced with a new drug, she knocked me down on the floor.
I always said I was better off without you.
Look at us now, my lips are apart.
Going down my throat just like old times.
The palm of my hand, I'm holding you close.
I'm feeling like I'm young and wanting some more.
A_Failed_Artist
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