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Peaches Go Sour
I’ll never write for love again
I’ve learned my lesson
You can pick the sweetest peach off the tree
She’ll eventually go sour
Words spilled in the name of love
Just reminders of worthless devotion
If I ever write you a poem, then it’s over
Don’t call me
I’ve learned my lesson
You can pick the sweetest peach off the tree
She’ll eventually go sour
Words spilled in the name of love
Just reminders of worthless devotion
If I ever write you a poem, then it’s over
Don’t call me
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