I think of you more than you imagine but i love how you think im crazy so that's the right context.
You still have my heart.
My soul is never there so while i write i feel that you're here.
You're everything i admire for being so tough but im not tough so i wanna lay down with you that's my desires.
While i get punched for smiling i get loved for hating you.
It doesn't make sense. Life doesn't make sense.
But with cents i can make you mine and smoke with incense.
I love everything about you.
truly yours, Eddie
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