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You Showed Me
Paint me a picture of a beautiful flower
Then tell me all the sins it has done
Let me look away just once
Before this sour taste in my mouth
Becomes all there is you showed me
All that hasn’t gone south
Let me see the truth behind the lie
That last wish before you die
or before you get to live
Give me the chance to forgive
Under the mistletoe what we have done
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Thursday 17th November 2022 8:46 pm
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