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Dry swallow these pills just like you did your pride These hands clumsier than this manic heart of mine I wouldn’t mind being your morning coffee Sleepy, warm, against your lips. I tried to be a flower attempted to be a kiss trying not to be disappointed because I’m still only human.
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 10:28 PM UTC
being human
Dry swallow these pills just like you did your pride These hands clumsier than this manic heart of mine I wouldn’t mind being your morning coffee Sleepy, warm, against your lips. I tried to be a flower attempted to be a kiss trying not to be disappointed because I’m still only human.
gabriella-jane
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 10:28 PM UTC
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