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Poetry

Peaches

Tone deaf lovers
Crying to the sound of others
Filling up the ocean
With all of our tears
And wasted years
Like the things that
We can’t find
That are on our minds

Too many peaches
Peaches for free
Mandarin beaches (you feel me)
Preying on me
All of my leeches
Spying you see
Cannot believe (the level of their)
Cur’osity

Peaches and Beaches
And beaches and more
And things to do
And things galore
To quite implore
A meaning or more
Peaches and Beaches
And bitches and more

Phone home to your mothers
Speed dial my friends under cover
Running to the coast
Spilling out the most
And tainted nights
Like the borrowed time
That we can’t find
That are ours to find

Too many peaches
Peaches for free
Mandarin beaches (you feel me)
Preying on me
All of my leeches
Spying you see
Cannot believe (the level of their)
Curiosity

Peaches and Beaches
And beaches and more
And things to do
And things galore
To quite implore
A meaning or more
Peaches and Beaches
And bitches and more

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