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You don't quite fit and Things are far from right We are key and lock mismatched crushed together in fits of frustration and spite But it's new (Trust me) (I have seen next to nothing like you before) And I've always longed to explore Stay for a while And I promise, (I promise), to make the most of this delinquent delight we've found Before we've been presented With our separate open doors Before we're forced from our little headspace in the clouds
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 7:07 PM UTC
32 minutes of misfit ecstasy
You don't quite fit and Things are far from right We are key and lock mismatched crushed together in fits of frustration and spite But it's new (Trust me) (I have seen next to nothing like you before) And I've always longed to explore Stay for a while And I promise, (I promise), to make the most of this delinquent delight we've found Before we've been presented With our separate open doors Before we're forced from our little headspace in the clouds
hannahb
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 7:07 PM UTC
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