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I will base our relationship on what the stars say because I have nothing else to go on. It's all eggshells dipped in lighter fluid with us, hot blood, ping pong pupils that never know when to rest. When we enter the same room I swear I see sparks ignight in the static air. There's blood behind our words but I don't know if it was spilt in vain or if this is all part of our story to the road of forgiveness. Maybe I'm crazy but I just want to take your hand and make you agree that we are both unwarranted.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
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I will base our relationship on what the stars say because I have nothing else to go on. It's all eggshells dipped in lighter fluid with us, hot blood, ping pong pupils that never know when to rest. When we enter the same room I swear I see sparks ignight in the static air. There's blood behind our words but I don't know if it was spilt in vain or if this is all part of our story to the road of forgiveness. Maybe I'm crazy but I just want to take your hand and make you agree that we are both unwarranted.
Sometimes people give me headaches. But if they're good people at least it's good headaches.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
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