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do you realize that I made you?

for all the days I couldn't tame you

you left a mark inside my thigh

of course you never got TOO high

I just remembered how you taste

a feeling that I couldn't waste

just take my breath and hold me tight

I'll cling to you all through the night

and when the sun comes up and you turn to ash

I'll search for dark and make a dash

of course that means you're left behind

but you truly know I'm not your kind

so until we meet on that summers night

I'll take my place as you take flight