ure
finger
prints
hang
litely
on
the
small
of
my
back
a
map
of
where
u've
been
&
then
i
grin
again
begin
again
to
hear
those
dulcet
moans
u
can
be
just
who
u
are
the
stars
in
my
eyes
will
still
glimmer
on
sight
of
u
my
white
knight
i
wrote
u
off
as
a
passerby
yet
by
the by
u've
captured
me
enraptured
me
with
nimble
fingers
ure
smell
still
lingers
well
after
u've
gone
like
a
song
i
can't
stop
singing
to
clinging
to
musty
notes
caught
in
my
throat
devoted
rhythms
my
soul
wrote
while
dreaming
of
u
sent
for
me
meant
for
me
proof
that
we
can
manifest
destiny

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