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Fast-Paced, Reckless

Normally it'd be a promise that I cannot keep or let myself hold to, but everything I swear just seems to bring me away from you. How awkward too, getting close then coming unglued. I feel like I'm running and you're untying my shoe. I feel like I'm getting so tired I can hardly move. So I'll wait here for you. I've spent so many nights locked out of you, I'd rather live with my lights knocked out by you. Might as well, rolling my eyes to the back of my head just looking for the words that I have not yet thought or said. Oddly, you're not even my type, being the kind made to be chased, But typical isn't what I want to find, and clearly I don't set the rules in this race. What a day to forever remember and a night to never forget, but I'm just trying my best. With untied shoes, fast-paced, reckless. But I'll wait here for you.
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kyle-matthew-berry
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Jul 8, 2011
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