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Winter, winter mornings What you going to promise, promise me Winter, winter morning You might have been the diamond Wasted like a diamond, Wasted love Untasted love I am walking all your blocks Onward to hopeless ***** passing ***** by An asbestos blanket to wrap the homeless A man who knows his worth So falsely The cold is painful There's a ditch with my name in it As the sun shines so brightly Please don't see me, you see so kindly Your kindness kind of gets to me I still have some things left to lose
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 1:28 AM UTC
Like the bulging of a dimpled thigh through garter straps
Winter, winter mornings What you going to promise, promise me Winter, winter morning You might have been the diamond Wasted like a diamond, Wasted love Untasted love I am walking all your blocks Onward to hopeless ***** passing ***** by An asbestos blanket to wrap the homeless A man who knows his worth So falsely The cold is painful There's a ditch with my name in it As the sun shines so brightly Please don't see me, you see so kindly Your kindness kind of gets to me I still have some things left to lose
Time numbs until it doesn't I was but then I wasn't It wasn't too much to ask Just too hard to be I didn't like me once I met me I don't think you can help me The harder it is to look at The more it needs to spill out
#once#tim#buckley#was
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july-hearne
seattle
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 1:28 AM UTC
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