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my blood ran cold i cannot be so bold i don’t know what to do. i turned red with envy and green with greed. why can’t you just read my mind? the world doesn’t spin that way my mind doesn’t twist that way maybe only in the wanderland our fingers won’t tangle that way my body won’t work that way maybe only in the wanderland i don’t know the sea i don’t know how to be free i don’t know how to find my voice. my heart turned blue my fingertips are violet and violent, why won’t you notice. i want to feel that way you can’t shield me that way maybe only in the wanderland hell froze over i cannot find cover i don’t know where to go. my life turned grey the sun turned black why can no one else see?
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Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
hiding in the wanderland
my blood ran cold i cannot be so bold i don’t know what to do. i turned red with envy and green with greed. why can’t you just read my mind? the world doesn’t spin that way my mind doesn’t twist that way maybe only in the wanderland our fingers won’t tangle that way my body won’t work that way maybe only in the wanderland i don’t know the sea i don’t know how to be free i don’t know how to find my voice. my heart turned blue my fingertips are violet and violent, why won’t you notice. i want to feel that way you can’t shield me that way maybe only in the wanderland hell froze over i cannot find cover i don’t know where to go. my life turned grey the sun turned black why can no one else see?
#hiding#old#hoping
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winter-robin
Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
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