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Happy fortunes

How we try to be nice
Living life like a piece of pie
I create love on every turn
I pray the lord for a better heart
I hope you are happy now
With the one who will never leave you alone

Colour me purple with songs on injured souls
Find those feelings at the end of a bottle
Create intention in the arms of a stranger
Text me the end of a perfect story
Bring me back from my three day buzz

My ultimate obsession, twisted in with all my demons
Perfect sun sets for a perfect goodbye text
My mind lost in Deja vu of you taking off the tools
Let's forget the past for there more wrong turns on the way
Broken heart yet not so far to a point of running out of love

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