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smell of dust and days of
summer sweat                  
I mean                                                             ­     tears of confusion                
   are you sure this                                                    feel the skin flex and move
feels right this time I don't                                                        arou­nd the
think I can handle feeling                                                        mu­scle
that close to heaven's gate again                      to close to the bone

yes it hurts to fall from heaven                        
especially when you feel as if you crawled all the way from hell
PSA if you are viewing this on a phone website the structure of this poem will make no sense to you at all

I need you
but I cannot lose you again
mambo carter
Written by
mambo carter  F/nowhere and everywhere
(F/nowhere and everywhere)   
     annh, misha, TheIdleOwl and Fawn
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