SynthesisThis is for the boy who wasso in love with life that henever saw the one who wasso in love with him.The sunshine in your veins is blinding I can see your heart in the corner of your eye.Everyone except me seemsto know that debts are paid offby the ounce and gram.Ruddy-faced liarA house made of bricks is not a home at all and is bound to fall.Encasements of kindlingthings too easily burnedeven messages carved by the hands of time and man.He promised he'd come back for meI still tremble at the soundof a train of a memoryof something loved long ago.Ruddy-faced liarTidewater has seeped intothe footprints
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