put down your paper plate
come to the table made
deep blue china
found on the table by the wine
so fine
it brings out flavour
like You bring out colour in life
oh, i miss you so
the feel of forever
oh, that taste i know
it hurts to remember
unfortunately high
ironically dissatisfied
i miss you
i miss you
it breaks my heart just to know you in part
and not to be with you where you are
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