The heart as cold as thanksgiving turkey, pilgrimage never set sail I never landed. You were my little Indian showed me how to spread the seed and now I do it by my dam self, you never felt the same like how we first met I wished I could apologize but you left me for dead, impossible to keep my eyes off you, you were that regionally I hail to you, theirs no treaty that I couldn't keep, maybe slip up once, let's explore each other I haven't found the deepest parts of you, searching my whole life just to be a part of you, now my life ended
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