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I burned maps to keep you lost in my eyes. but you made a compass. I blinded you hoping you would never think I was less than beautiful but you found glasses. I forced myself to go deaf so i could run away from fate. but fate started yelling and fate got in my head. fate wasn't silent, it was loud. I knew you weren't meant to stay for long. but what was i left to do I saw you in a bright future in which I didn't belong. but I've seen people cheat death and if i yell louder than fate maybe there's a chance that id be the one to make you lose your breath I had a dream once with Destiny. She told me I couldn't help you lose your breath because you haven't been breathing at all. She explained to me that you needed air and I needed to slide back into my shoes and stop being fooled by a ruse. That I created by breathing too close to the mirror making it hard to see past the fog. I smashed all the watches I could find thinking maybe all i needed was a little more time. but fate brought you a sun dial. Fate was the parachute in a falling plane , and I was the angry ocean reaching so high just to taste the fabric of your pants
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC
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I burned maps to keep you lost in my eyes. but you made a compass. I blinded you hoping you would never think I was less than beautiful but you found glasses. I forced myself to go deaf so i could run away from fate. but fate started yelling and fate got in my head. fate wasn't silent, it was loud. I knew you weren't meant to stay for long. but what was i left to do I saw you in a bright future in which I didn't belong. but I've seen people cheat death and if i yell louder than fate maybe there's a chance that id be the one to make you lose your breath I had a dream once with Destiny. She told me I couldn't help you lose your breath because you haven't been breathing at all. She explained to me that you needed air and I needed to slide back into my shoes and stop being fooled by a ruse. That I created by breathing too close to the mirror making it hard to see past the fog. I smashed all the watches I could find thinking maybe all i needed was a little more time. but fate brought you a sun dial. Fate was the parachute in a falling plane , and I was the angry ocean reaching so high just to taste the fabric of your pants
alex-kennedy
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC
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