We're always crying to somewhere costly
When you're always lying in bed
I'm lively when you're lovely
They mean no death date
I'm wrong, there is something
Peering and holding, I have a leveled gaze
They're always washing for someone lively
Claire, I'm always waiting
I'm here, going through some changing
I hear it cracking
Nearby, I see glistening
Utterly exhausted, balanced on the erosion
Closed by the feather, clarity is marked
My lover, my flower
I've listed our marks
Sedated, so much melody
Cold closet that storms my bones
You're sweeping them slowly
The oceans final hours
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 5:09 AM UTC
We're always crying to somewhere costly
When you're always lying in bed
I'm lively when you're lovely
They mean no death date
I'm wrong, there is something
Peering and holding, I have a leveled gaze
They're always washing for someone lively
Claire, I'm always waiting
I'm here, going through some changing
I hear it cracking
Nearby, I see glistening
Utterly exhausted, balanced on the erosion
Closed by the feather, clarity is marked
My lover, my flower
I've listed our marks
Sedated, so much melody
Cold closet that storms my bones
You're sweeping them slowly
The oceans final hours
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