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it is 2009 again we sneak around like creatures beneath the shadows of the world. and all it's hate and disappointment through all the clouds that rain upon me, you are the sunshine breaking out onto the street. i collect each ray, a purest gold a precious currency you've yet to know. trade in my deepest darkest moments for some closure you are the end of what i thought was starting over. you pick me up and hold me tight like nothing you have ever held before i am like nothing you have ever felt before you are the first and last thing i'd like to remember loving. with a heart that pretends to have never broken, because you piece me back together with nuts and bolts and weld to me your naïveté i am are your new and hidden sin, you are the angel that i caught by accident. you are the hoping and the longing and the rips across my sneakers and my jeans and i glow again in confidence because you still believe in beauty and in mine, particularly. yours are the widest, vastest eyes i've ever drowned within you are like candy and like sea salt and like laundry and i lift up every layer of time to bury you and keep you warm inside. you heal the hurt i used to long for, you are the memory i'm made for weaving dreams into a calmer, clearer head of love before it learned that love was dead.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 8:24 PM UTC
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it is 2009 again we sneak around like creatures beneath the shadows of the world. and all it's hate and disappointment through all the clouds that rain upon me, you are the sunshine breaking out onto the street. i collect each ray, a purest gold a precious currency you've yet to know. trade in my deepest darkest moments for some closure you are the end of what i thought was starting over. you pick me up and hold me tight like nothing you have ever held before i am like nothing you have ever felt before you are the first and last thing i'd like to remember loving. with a heart that pretends to have never broken, because you piece me back together with nuts and bolts and weld to me your naïveté i am are your new and hidden sin, you are the angel that i caught by accident. you are the hoping and the longing and the rips across my sneakers and my jeans and i glow again in confidence because you still believe in beauty and in mine, particularly. yours are the widest, vastest eyes i've ever drowned within you are like candy and like sea salt and like laundry and i lift up every layer of time to bury you and keep you warm inside. you heal the hurt i used to long for, you are the memory i'm made for weaving dreams into a calmer, clearer head of love before it learned that love was dead.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 8:24 PM UTC
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