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Midnight walks in wintertime Mr. Moon shows his smile my hands shake as I message her nonsense and memories The bitter cold bites my lips While she makes me smile I walk the roads of my childhood as I dream of the future As we play to ring in the new year Our friends dance in the dark I focus on my part but keep looking for her At a party with some friends with drinks and games and food She stays to care for me after the drinks ruin my mood I meet her to go on a walk we watch the sunset and talk about mistakes and dreams just as friends and nothing more I torture my soul everyday I don't make that brave confession Of the feelings in my heart That I only have for her
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Jan 20, 2012
Jan 20, 2012 at 4:12 AM UTC
Brave Confession
Midnight walks in wintertime Mr. Moon shows his smile my hands shake as I message her nonsense and memories The bitter cold bites my lips While she makes me smile I walk the roads of my childhood as I dream of the future As we play to ring in the new year Our friends dance in the dark I focus on my part but keep looking for her At a party with some friends with drinks and games and food She stays to care for me after the drinks ruin my mood I meet her to go on a walk we watch the sunset and talk about mistakes and dreams just as friends and nothing more I torture my soul everyday I don't make that brave confession Of the feelings in my heart That I only have for her
justin-murray
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Jan 20, 2012
Jan 20, 2012 at 4:12 AM UTC
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