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Heavy eyes, your mind is hopeful that you can last the night My mind is heavy, my thoughts are dangling. As I am hopeful too. You twist your fingers around my hair, and try to pull them through But in the knots, they get caught and I have to help you out you'll blame it on my gnarly hair but you did this to yourself I am curious about you and what you do when you're gone. I brushed my hair out today so it wouldn't take so long for you to wrap your heavy fingers around my golden strands. You'll pull and tug a little, I'll say "It doesn't hurt that bad."
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May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 11:20 PM UTC
Knots
Heavy eyes, your mind is hopeful that you can last the night My mind is heavy, my thoughts are dangling. As I am hopeful too. You twist your fingers around my hair, and try to pull them through But in the knots, they get caught and I have to help you out you'll blame it on my gnarly hair but you did this to yourself I am curious about you and what you do when you're gone. I brushed my hair out today so it wouldn't take so long for you to wrap your heavy fingers around my golden strands. You'll pull and tug a little, I'll say "It doesn't hurt that bad."
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May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 11:20 PM UTC
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