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by Taylor   Apr 17, 2007


Of all the faces.
It was you.
Within good graces.
It was you.
One so close.
It was you.
Me not morose?
It was you.
Two Children born?
It was you.
A heart once torn.
It was you.
The one to die?
It was you.
We said good bye.
There went you.

-Taylor Davis

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