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sometimes I wish you'd stop flooding me flowing through me making me sink raining every time I think like you are the ocean...who the fuk told you to come to shore that I would be okay drowning in who and what you are that I wanted you filling my lungs taking my breath from me rolling off my tongue reminding me how sweet love could be how dare you stream through me overflowing me breaking down this woman levees Tanisha Byrd
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