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Orange sky blue lungs acid under my tongue lets touch the moon until our lives are done waves crashing over me i wish i were the sea waves crashing over me like i'm sad lets turn purple into blue take my hand bones are creaking like the hinges of the doors the red roses on the counter aren't blooming anymore you cut the feathers off my wings grim reaper pushing you on the swings wish i could make you out of clay i'm afraid your image in my mind might go away
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 4:38 AM UTC
i wish i were the sea
Orange sky blue lungs acid under my tongue lets touch the moon until our lives are done waves crashing over me i wish i were the sea waves crashing over me like i'm sad lets turn purple into blue take my hand bones are creaking like the hinges of the doors the red roses on the counter aren't blooming anymore you cut the feathers off my wings grim reaper pushing you on the swings wish i could make you out of clay i'm afraid your image in my mind might go away
mackenzie-magdalene
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 4:38 AM UTC
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