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Aug 2019
As my playlist plays
The tears roll down
Picture this.
It’s dark
The bass shakes the salt from your tears
His voice calls the water from your eyes
My shirt
Soaked
You’re rolling in the feels
And he isn’t stopping you
I float
And shake
His voice pierced the waves


I’m trying to convey how this song makes me feel and how you and this song give me this same feeling but I just can’t use words to describe this, seasonal sunflower feeling.
avery
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avery  19/F/under my bed
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