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I held her the way i would hold a cup of water, Firmly around the sides, Ready to catch each drop that falls out. But at the same time, i was driving down a rocky road, I made it a bigger risk that a drop may fall out. I thought of her the same way i thought of my home. A get away from the world, And where i spent my whole day wishing i could be. But i guess i stayed too long cause i made the house a mess. I listened to her the same way i listened to my music, Ignored the rest of the world, and hummed to the tune of her voice. But perhaps i hummed too loud and drowned out her voice too much. I looked at her the same way i look at each star, Tilted my head and was shocked by how something could shine so bright. But the light got brighter and brighter, And i could no longer see the star as a whole. I tried to treat her the way i do with my glasses. Becuase if i broke them, I'll never see what I've done. But i didnt not break them, i have scratched it just enough that i cannot clearly see where it is that i am standing.
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Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 12:17 AM UTC
How I Treated Her
I held her the way i would hold a cup of water, Firmly around the sides, Ready to catch each drop that falls out. But at the same time, i was driving down a rocky road, I made it a bigger risk that a drop may fall out. I thought of her the same way i thought of my home. A get away from the world, And where i spent my whole day wishing i could be. But i guess i stayed too long cause i made the house a mess. I listened to her the same way i listened to my music, Ignored the rest of the world, and hummed to the tune of her voice. But perhaps i hummed too loud and drowned out her voice too much. I looked at her the same way i look at each star, Tilted my head and was shocked by how something could shine so bright. But the light got brighter and brighter, And i could no longer see the star as a whole. I tried to treat her the way i do with my glasses. Becuase if i broke them, I'll never see what I've done. But i didnt not break them, i have scratched it just enough that i cannot clearly see where it is that i am standing.
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Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 12:17 AM UTC
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