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Dec 2013
it's hard to explaint the way it feels
it's like that feeling she just loves to steal
nothing's wrong on the highway, behind the wheel
our shadows grow taller and eventually disappear
so hold my hand and don't let your heart succumb to fear
just take off your shoes and jump in the water so clear

drops coming from the sky split and splash
everything going fast is bound to crash
lightning and thunder at night while i'm in my bed
like that time you got dressed and crashed through my head
John
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John  28/M/New York
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