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People don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid so two of the loneliest into a soft bed slid soft kisses mixed with hard hearts she took the lead and we played our parts we learned in lust we moved in motion how could either foresee the lurking inset emotion a heart won't ache unless it was made to feel and a heart won't long unless that feeling was real so we go to sleep longing a body to hold our beds far too empty our sheets have grown cold but I won't regret those things that we did because for just a second I wasn't such a lonely kid
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Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 7:27 PM UTC
How Lonely It Is
People don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid so two of the loneliest into a soft bed slid soft kisses mixed with hard hearts she took the lead and we played our parts we learned in lust we moved in motion how could either foresee the lurking inset emotion a heart won't ache unless it was made to feel and a heart won't long unless that feeling was real so we go to sleep longing a body to hold our beds far too empty our sheets have grown cold but I won't regret those things that we did because for just a second I wasn't such a lonely kid
The first two lines are a partial quote from my favorite scene in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
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Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 7:27 PM UTC
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