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I wanted an afternoon An afternoon was all A stroll through distraction Some paintings on a wall All I wanted was an ornament To brighten up a room Instead I bought a boquet One for me, one for you It's temporary Yes it is To hang in windows and dry But what a beautiful, lingering way to go What an excellent way to die I set out on certainty to Find myself a blend Life's a dash, A one line race So let your fingers touch the end Toss your hair and bend the straight Don't color in lines and out-run fate Learn that a race is only won when there's two And learn that though there's anyone, there will always be you So sure. Make sense of the theories you'll never define But I won't trust anyone Unless that anyone's mine.
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Nov 30, 2011
Nov 30, 2011 at 9:41 PM UTC
Young Like You
I wanted an afternoon An afternoon was all A stroll through distraction Some paintings on a wall All I wanted was an ornament To brighten up a room Instead I bought a boquet One for me, one for you It's temporary Yes it is To hang in windows and dry But what a beautiful, lingering way to go What an excellent way to die I set out on certainty to Find myself a blend Life's a dash, A one line race So let your fingers touch the end Toss your hair and bend the straight Don't color in lines and out-run fate Learn that a race is only won when there's two And learn that though there's anyone, there will always be you So sure. Make sense of the theories you'll never define But I won't trust anyone Unless that anyone's mine.
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Nov 30, 2011
Nov 30, 2011 at 9:41 PM UTC
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