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I'm tired of my heart being a yoyo. I've tried to tell you that you're my ventilator, but you're never here. I'm the type of lover that wants to leave everything else behind, maybe it's because I'm a sucker for a good sunset. I just want to live somnolently, I want to retrace the veins that map your wrist. I want you to be here.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 11:12 PM UTC
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I'm tired of my heart being a yoyo. I've tried to tell you that you're my ventilator, but you're never here. I'm the type of lover that wants to leave everything else behind, maybe it's because I'm a sucker for a good sunset. I just want to live somnolently, I want to retrace the veins that map your wrist. I want you to be here.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 11:12 PM UTC
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