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autumn and all the leaves fly in the distance I hear a cry don't know if it's her don't know if it's you placing it there without me wanting to winter and everyone's gone but the whispers remain as one can't silence them can't leave them be never alone as you follow me spring and the birds come back they try to warn me of attack looking for me they want my head ever since you told me I can't go to bed the lizards call me the dogs don't whistle-blow and no one comes near me she's gone and they know the park is silent as the moon ascends can only hear you whispering old amends I open my eyes no longer freezing your secrets have filled me they're beautiful, pleasing they know I know, you tell me as I sit they want to take it away from me I run and I run away from the people "thieves, liars!" I cry when I hear that whistle feel the loud blow the world spins and changes who was she, already what is I, this pathway summer and all the kids play it all begins to slowly fade and I feel you laughing clawing away
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 10:32 PM UTC
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autumn and all the leaves fly in the distance I hear a cry don't know if it's her don't know if it's you placing it there without me wanting to winter and everyone's gone but the whispers remain as one can't silence them can't leave them be never alone as you follow me spring and the birds come back they try to warn me of attack looking for me they want my head ever since you told me I can't go to bed the lizards call me the dogs don't whistle-blow and no one comes near me she's gone and they know the park is silent as the moon ascends can only hear you whispering old amends I open my eyes no longer freezing your secrets have filled me they're beautiful, pleasing they know I know, you tell me as I sit they want to take it away from me I run and I run away from the people "thieves, liars!" I cry when I hear that whistle feel the loud blow the world spins and changes who was she, already what is I, this pathway summer and all the kids play it all begins to slowly fade and I feel you laughing clawing away
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 10:32 PM UTC
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