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... *You're cupping embers     in antique palms     that were meant     to harvest moonlight.* *Raindrops ghost over earth's skin    nebula clouds map universal eyes,    and you're just a masterpiece    who is best friends with time.* *Don't let those pianos play you,    serenade and masquerade you     because we all seem to     fall in love with the right music,     and all the wrong notes.* *That friend lit a fire in your room,    seven embers destroying     unfamiliar wallpaper.     You burnt your dream catcher,      to cinders and charcoal;      Now you pray for sunlight,      all you've got is a lonely candle's flame.* *But from the nightmares and windowsill,    moonlight slipped through          and in your palms          you held          my words.* Fire doesn't last forever, Leonie. ...
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 2:51 PM UTC
We're Only Mortal.
... *You're cupping embers     in antique palms     that were meant     to harvest moonlight.* *Raindrops ghost over earth's skin    nebula clouds map universal eyes,    and you're just a masterpiece    who is best friends with time.* *Don't let those pianos play you,    serenade and masquerade you     because we all seem to     fall in love with the right music,     and all the wrong notes.* *That friend lit a fire in your room,    seven embers destroying     unfamiliar wallpaper.     You burnt your dream catcher,      to cinders and charcoal;      Now you pray for sunlight,      all you've got is a lonely candle's flame.* *But from the nightmares and windowsill,    moonlight slipped through          and in your palms          you held          my words.* Fire doesn't last forever, Leonie. ...
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