Your hands
Wave
Over
Me
Still
The threshold
To
Guilt
Presents
The years
Overdo
In some less-than-conscious
Battle
And
The lines
Reassure
Great
Trouble
To Combat
Global
Impulse
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
Your hands
Wave
Over
Me
Still
The threshold
To
Guilt
Presents
The years
Overdo
In some less-than-conscious
Battle
And
The lines
Reassure
Great
Trouble
To Combat
Global
Impulse
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