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People always say there's a first for everything. well, there's a last for anything. like the last time i took a deep breath. or the last dream i had on your chest. or the very last time that you really caught my eye call it the very last time i was right. I've been moving for way too long. takin' shots at all alone. and my lasts become first wrongs. same paintings in a new home. like the first time i got caught in her stare. or the very first time my fingers met her hair. or the very first time that i've felt right again call it dangerous, but i like my ice thin.
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 5:46 PM UTC
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People always say there's a first for everything. well, there's a last for anything. like the last time i took a deep breath. or the last dream i had on your chest. or the very last time that you really caught my eye call it the very last time i was right. I've been moving for way too long. takin' shots at all alone. and my lasts become first wrongs. same paintings in a new home. like the first time i got caught in her stare. or the very first time my fingers met her hair. or the very first time that i've felt right again call it dangerous, but i like my ice thin.
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 5:46 PM UTC
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