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I think, this might be good enough.

Its kinda like midnight, and The sweet frost Biting my cheeks So young, the color of life Looking to my sides, and Seeing trust and beauty Not just skin deep Tonight we forgot words, like Change and the future Our spirits are preserved On that street On those stairs And in that light Knowing that no matter what happens, Its okay. Because we’ll always know that tonight happened. And our lives were once this simple Right now, this is as close as we’ll ever be to Forever. -Taylor
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Aug 7, 2011
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