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Her name, her name, I'm just, I'm just call her, I don't, I don't know, I know she won't answer, I'm just let it ring, you know, people don't call anymore, I should have just texted you but, I love it when I hear your voice She had the snow skin, collared eyes, long hair cut like angel fries, dipped in chocolate, I don't wanna say her name cause it'd be awkward if she knew I'm thinking bout her How can I go about this, she was so ill-matic, it never made me feel nauseous, them butterflies in my stomach was flying out of my mouth and she said she had a special place for em, right in her garden, them rose tinted cheeks where there was place for a bit, and got more comfortable eventually, put on her two lips, showed me her oranges, freshly picked straight off the tree, laid in the grass right then, knew where I'm placing my seed She had the snow skin, collared eyes, long hair cut like angel fries, dipped in chocolate, I don't wanna say her name cause it'd be awkward if she knew I'm thinking bout her I don't know what's bout to sprout, how we enjoy hot weather, when you're still cold, then you put on your sweater and stop all airflow, causing mold, no room left to grow Down came the rain and it helped us a bit, but you ain't like it at all, you were scared bout your shit, maturing from different causes, turning into a forest, then building habitats, so you yanked me out, called it quits, and wasn't right, cause part of me is still there, so when they ask if we together, I say hell yeah How down to earth we were, the swervy curves around your sheltered nerves, made my roots berserk to get closer and smell the savor myrrh, the early bird gets the worm, this case had got the bees, stung a little bit at first, but then became what we would need, brought us back together, thought it made it better, made it worse, you end up throwing me again, and like last time you kept my seed She had the snow skin, collared eyes, long hair cut like angel fries, dipped in chocolate, I don't wanna say her name cause it'd be awkward, if she knew I'm thinking bout her, I don't know what's bout to sprout, how we enjoy hot weather, when you're still cold, then you put on your sweater and stop all airflow, causing mold, no room left to grow She left me on the concrete How did you get yourself back up and handle it?