Mylicia D'angelo Biography

Tacos:
How i know you,
And yet we've just met.
Even though i ate you,
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We were friends.
The best of friends.
We were the type of friends
Who never let go
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it's when the house cat eats you,
and the spider bites stop hurting,
the bird's singing is terrible,
the bees stop making honey and
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When i see you in a few years,
I'll be able to tell you
'Why, hello. I haven't seen you in years'
Then we'll laugh because
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You are simply compared to a
Chocolate cake
On display at the market.
One that you stick your finger in
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