taylor-martinWhisper

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Ace in WillThank you, haunted angel / In leather, in the sea / Thank you for the softness
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Aug 8, 2013
AnalysisI think that I might be; / does that mean I am?
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Nov 22, 2013
AspirationsMy notebook is running out of pages / It’s wrinkled, torn, in its final stages / I wish I’d been more thoughtful
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Mar 22, 2013
ChillThe life I have is a quiet one / Full of footsteps down hallways and bottlecapped streets / Waking up to a glaring winter sun
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Nov 22, 2013
CitadelIn an angular hall built up forty feet tall / We defied a silent world with sound / And the stories we called broke down tiny walls
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Apr 30, 2013
DownwardI see shapes in the clouds / Like angels falling, forsaken / I never thought much of them until you spread your wings wide
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Jul 18, 2013
EncountersSleep well in the sun, my London love / I count the days 'til I hear your voice / You hate the way they push and shove
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Oct 7, 2013
HueThe wind is getting faster, warmer / And the trees have gone green overnight / Watch the shrinking shadows as the clouds release sunlight
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Apr 17, 2013
In My EyesThat girl is the sun / Her eyes lit on fire / Giving us strength and lifting us higher
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Oct 7, 2013
Minor FallHomesick or just sick / Unsettled by the clock's tick / Thinking of posters on my wall, of furry paws in my face
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Aug 19, 2013
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