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We could hold hands until hell freezes over, And we could dance delightfully until the day is done. We could talk for time eternal, But still I doubt that I’m your one. I feel distraught by small dismissals And abysmal when shot with shouts Deep down I know our chance’s dismal Our rugged road a wretched route A slight smile to stopper doubt’s affliction The price paid with a painful heart But what a deal to forgo the friction To keep from falling all apart. A sinking stomach and belly of lead, I think our expiration’s near. I’m full of ******* frusturation, But overflowing with fleeting fear. For every moment we’re together, Cuddled close for company, I think about the approaching weather The storm that shatters you and me.
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 2:02 PM UTC
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We could hold hands until hell freezes over, And we could dance delightfully until the day is done. We could talk for time eternal, But still I doubt that I’m your one. I feel distraught by small dismissals And abysmal when shot with shouts Deep down I know our chance’s dismal Our rugged road a wretched route A slight smile to stopper doubt’s affliction The price paid with a painful heart But what a deal to forgo the friction To keep from falling all apart. A sinking stomach and belly of lead, I think our expiration’s near. I’m full of ******* frusturation, But overflowing with fleeting fear. For every moment we’re together, Cuddled close for company, I think about the approaching weather The storm that shatters you and me.
taylor-ramey
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 2:02 PM UTC
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