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Aug 2013
when the world was ending, what did i do?
i called for my lover, for only love was true.

vancouver shattered glass into the atmosphere and we ducked and covered because that's what you're meant to do, as if hiding behind a couch would save you, and we waited for what seemed like too long, picoseconds, whatever they were, went by
or maybe one, to be precise
and we melted away our lives


i just thought you should know,
i love you,
i love you,
i love you,
i love you.
if i chose my last words, i'd let you know just one more time.
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