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maybe if we laced our fingers together and made wings out of our mistakes, we could fly off together forgetting where we came from or maybe if we spoke even allowing our words to curl around our naive bodies of uncertainty and happiness we could go somewhere. or maybe if time allowed us we could understand an ounce of how far our souls reached into the universe eternally or maybe if we both were ready or maybe if i was ready and you tried on more time (you didn't have to stop after fifty) or maybe there's a reason we didn't work out maybe it was never a maybe but a clear defined nahhhhhh.
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 2:39 AM UTC
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maybe if we laced our fingers together and made wings out of our mistakes, we could fly off together forgetting where we came from or maybe if we spoke even allowing our words to curl around our naive bodies of uncertainty and happiness we could go somewhere. or maybe if time allowed us we could understand an ounce of how far our souls reached into the universe eternally or maybe if we both were ready or maybe if i was ready and you tried on more time (you didn't have to stop after fifty) or maybe there's a reason we didn't work out maybe it was never a maybe but a clear defined nahhhhhh.
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 2:39 AM UTC
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