Maroon

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this 
is the last time 
my future 
can’t be mine

coddled 
to be cozened
when you’re broken
so am i

i’m over
not an ocean
you’re the last star
in the sky

when you’re gone
it’s forever
you’ll miss me 
so do i

coz·en/ˈkəz(ə)n verb
trick or deceive.”do not think to cozen your contemporaries”
obtain by deception.”he was able to cozen a profit”

JD Jurado © all rights reserved 2021

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