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the sun that bleeds through your blinds      and makes your eyes burn I want to be      the cold shower that wakes you up           and makes your skin tingle I want to be      the cigarette smoke that inhabits your lungs           and makes you calm I want to be       the wind that makes you shiver           and whispers sweet secrets in your ears I know I'm just      the blanket that you cling to           when your cold                                                                                                                                                                                 but I want to be so much more
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Apr 24, 2012
Apr 24, 2012 at 5:01 AM UTC
I want to be
the sun that bleeds through your blinds      and makes your eyes burn I want to be      the cold shower that wakes you up           and makes your skin tingle I want to be      the cigarette smoke that inhabits your lungs           and makes you calm I want to be       the wind that makes you shiver           and whispers sweet secrets in your ears I know I'm just      the blanket that you cling to           when your cold                                                                                                                                                                                 but I want to be so much more
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Apr 24, 2012
Apr 24, 2012 at 5:01 AM UTC
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