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We all seek a body to cling, but end up ending in a sling It feels so good to ride out the wave until it comes crashing down on the heart like a ***** Yet we still come back for more Not for the love of it but for the pain And we know the only way to leave static is to embrace the whiplash while being automatic
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 2:21 PM UTC
Static Space Lovers
We all seek a body to cling, but end up ending in a sling It feels so good to ride out the wave until it comes crashing down on the heart like a ***** Yet we still come back for more Not for the love of it but for the pain And we know the only way to leave static is to embrace the whiplash while being automatic
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 2:21 PM UTC
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