Mrbrian Sixtynine Poems

My memory box is filled with things
That remind me of our dreams
So I stare like a child
At the laughs and the smiles
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We use to hold are hearts apart
But then they came together
But now they've split so far apart and we've become untethered
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We use to be bestest friends
And I wish for that again
But it's clear to me
That I've been re-seated
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Look I haven't got the arss on
It's just I see your hearts gone
From the path that I walk on
So I shall just have to march on
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