Two peas of a pod
Conjoined like a tripod
The years have passed
Like sand through the middle of an hourglass
Aged for the occasion like a bottle of wine,
My love I devoted, consideration and time.
So smooth like a stimulant
Me? Leaving?
Don't worry you're my hallucinogen
Why do you think i'm so into it?
If my turned chaos, spiraling
It's okay,
I'll never stop loving

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