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Eyelids fluttering closed, I see those eyes, Swirls of hazel that still thaw my heart, Maybe I should've known from the start, now I'm paying the price, tearing me apart I let him in, a little too fast, held on to him a little too tight, thought I'd survive the blast, that I'd rise, not fall in the fight It's been a whole year since, the scars remain fresh still, maybe one day I'll feel the thrill, when my heart puts together it's flints
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May 10, 2025
May 10, 2025 at 2:51 PM UTC
Striking flints
Eyelids fluttering closed, I see those eyes, Swirls of hazel that still thaw my heart, Maybe I should've known from the start, now I'm paying the price, tearing me apart I let him in, a little too fast, held on to him a little too tight, thought I'd survive the blast, that I'd rise, not fall in the fight It's been a whole year since, the scars remain fresh still, maybe one day I'll feel the thrill, when my heart puts together it's flints
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May 10, 2025 at 2:51 PM UTC
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