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(In the now, once again.) Baby, I'm growing wings. And if what you say is true, you might just want to do something around the same... at least build a plane. I don't want empty promises or false hopes to hang onto... I create those enough in my dreams while plotting my made-up schemes... You asked If I can do that with you... I can only think of strong answers that are not ANYTHING but true. Don't act like you're the one waiting ...I feel like my heart is palpating when I think of you and the dreams I wish were true. Can't we please just rewind... I now know your mistakes and mine. Just don't promise that we can start again unless you're serious, this time about letting me in.
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Aug 9, 2011
Aug 9, 2011 at 12:11 AM UTC
The Memory Game
(In the now, once again.) Baby, I'm growing wings. And if what you say is true, you might just want to do something around the same... at least build a plane. I don't want empty promises or false hopes to hang onto... I create those enough in my dreams while plotting my made-up schemes... You asked If I can do that with you... I can only think of strong answers that are not ANYTHING but true. Don't act like you're the one waiting ...I feel like my heart is palpating when I think of you and the dreams I wish were true. Can't we please just rewind... I now know your mistakes and mine. Just don't promise that we can start again unless you're serious, this time about letting me in.
Written by Matthew Allan Cuellar
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Aug 9, 2011
Aug 9, 2011 at 12:11 AM UTC
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