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It's almost summers breath Time for you to take a rest Lay down your gentle skin And bare your arms of sin There's a place she goes Where no one else will know Time, time again Have you counted your the cuts on your skin The bruises in your hair It's a better place out there Called it a summers safe Reaching for better lines to say Where is the day in us Is there a truth to learn with a your touch To go fleeting once before you see Waiting for the summer so you can breathe Retreat her to the winter Cause you don't like icicle splinters And It's almost summers breath Time for you to take a rest Lay down your gentle skin And bare your arms of sin There's a better place I know And I'll miss you in the snow Yet bare your arms of sin There's a better place within And many miles you must go To escape this frigid snow See you in the morning See you in mistakes So take your Novocaine To different season Time is leaving Your bleeding Away today Save your coins Pine your rest For the breast Of Summers way
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 5:28 PM UTC
Summer Way
It's almost summers breath Time for you to take a rest Lay down your gentle skin And bare your arms of sin There's a place she goes Where no one else will know Time, time again Have you counted your the cuts on your skin The bruises in your hair It's a better place out there Called it a summers safe Reaching for better lines to say Where is the day in us Is there a truth to learn with a your touch To go fleeting once before you see Waiting for the summer so you can breathe Retreat her to the winter Cause you don't like icicle splinters And It's almost summers breath Time for you to take a rest Lay down your gentle skin And bare your arms of sin There's a better place I know And I'll miss you in the snow Yet bare your arms of sin There's a better place within And many miles you must go To escape this frigid snow See you in the morning See you in mistakes So take your Novocaine To different season Time is leaving Your bleeding Away today Save your coins Pine your rest For the breast Of Summers way
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17/F/Rhode Island
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 5:28 PM UTC
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