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There is always a road, The sea, dark hair, dolor. Always a question Bigger than itself— They say you’re leaving Monday Why can’t you leave on Tuesday? ------------------ I got your note had to look up dolor you know more words than I do you are sweet And yeah, there are questions Bigger than all of us I get that But Hanging on another day.... This is hard enough No point I'm sorry If this might seem unkind I am not going to start lying to you Now I know You won't believe me I didn't the first time either It's hard Look I'm not immune I know what that moment was We danced But That is what it was, a moment The sun comes up Eventually A mistake To try and make it Something else, than what it is Never works Goodbye I will promise you one thing I will think of you for a long time I swear
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 11:31 AM UTC
We danced....
There is always a road, The sea, dark hair, dolor. Always a question Bigger than itself— They say you’re leaving Monday Why can’t you leave on Tuesday? ------------------ I got your note had to look up dolor you know more words than I do you are sweet And yeah, there are questions Bigger than all of us I get that But Hanging on another day.... This is hard enough No point I'm sorry If this might seem unkind I am not going to start lying to you Now I know You won't believe me I didn't the first time either It's hard Look I'm not immune I know what that moment was We danced But That is what it was, a moment The sun comes up Eventually A mistake To try and make it Something else, than what it is Never works Goodbye I will promise you one thing I will think of you for a long time I swear
“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.” ― Voltaire
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michael-french
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 11:31 AM UTC
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