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Do I believe in second chances? I think now I do- ever since I met you. Over and over again we stumbled and fell, but our ending is one only time can tell. Do you think we can last, my love? Are these signs telling us to try again coming from the heavens above? I have many questions and I am full of doubt, but don't worry, there is no need to pout. Your dark features are what shine so brightly. Your voice- so deep, travels so lightly. Let's not make the same mistakes this time around. I pray you hear me- let me be your only sound. This time promise me you will stay, and I promise to be the lighthouse by the bay.
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Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 4:09 AM UTC
Three Strikes, You're Out
Do I believe in second chances? I think now I do- ever since I met you. Over and over again we stumbled and fell, but our ending is one only time can tell. Do you think we can last, my love? Are these signs telling us to try again coming from the heavens above? I have many questions and I am full of doubt, but don't worry, there is no need to pout. Your dark features are what shine so brightly. Your voice- so deep, travels so lightly. Let's not make the same mistakes this time around. I pray you hear me- let me be your only sound. This time promise me you will stay, and I promise to be the lighthouse by the bay.
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Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 4:09 AM UTC
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