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Believing yourself before being able to question yourself Calling before seeing the cards you've been dealt Building with blocks, creating imagination before building walls, creating distance As you grow older and not colder you find that your imagination turns to pretending and pretending turns to wishes Breathing fresh life, before scarring your own flesh rights Spending time, without understanding sleepless nights Seeing clearly before squinting to read between the lines Hearing symphonies before tolerating lies I imagine, I pretend, I wish, I were young again.
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Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 2:32 AM UTC
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Believing yourself before being able to question yourself Calling before seeing the cards you've been dealt Building with blocks, creating imagination before building walls, creating distance As you grow older and not colder you find that your imagination turns to pretending and pretending turns to wishes Breathing fresh life, before scarring your own flesh rights Spending time, without understanding sleepless nights Seeing clearly before squinting to read between the lines Hearing symphonies before tolerating lies I imagine, I pretend, I wish, I were young again.
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Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 2:32 AM UTC
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