For every breath I breathe, An "I love you", is tattooed on the sleeve Of the entity of me That will always be. I knew you before this place, As soon as I saw your face I knew my life was changed. I wish I had more grace. A little more appreciation, A little less frustration, Just so I'd spent more time, Admiring your smiling face. And less time filling the air, With the bullshit I put there. I wish I knew what to say, To chase the clouds away. Or at least knew how to seize a day, Because the best ones always slip away.
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