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Dec 2014
it's almost 3am and you're planting flowers in my rib cage
with your dreams while you sleep.
and i'm sitting awake in my room,
waiting for you patiently.
because my souls got weeds
and i think that you could really help me.
me-mow
Written by
me-mow  Denver
(Denver)   
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