Cherries

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I'm listening to him again
I guess that's why I miss you.

I want to turn this river
into an ocean.

I wan to throw my heart
back on your floor.

It's too damd hot
and I need something to lose.

But life is good enough,
like lipstick on your skin

Because I cant imagine
tasting anyone but you.





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