Dust
I’ll buy you ice cream, then I’ll scream
That I’ve seen in my dream you and I try teaming up
And it was a pairing made from a must.
As we fought, you ran like you wanted to be caught,
Thought I’d never find another, but the love that you taught
Saved me from ruin and a life of lust.
So thank you, you built me from dust.
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