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[04 Aug 2013|12:20am] |
 Hello, I'll press my lips to yours to explain. Sporadically use my tongue to reiterate. In the form of an oxygen dream I'm dying to breathe you deeply. Some day, some day I'll have to turn and walk away to find my place. I'll search this whole world over. But everything I am you've got it, you've got it. And I will return I swear it, I swear it. Don't fear though I am gone I'm still right here just like I've been for twenty-one years. And it's all that I know how to be. I promise, don't worry about me. I'll return to you the day your hope is frayed at all the ends. And I'll cauterize your hand in mine and never let go. |
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[04 Aug 2013|12:19am] |
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