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2/11/17 i've had moments here and there in golden sneakers and navy blue lace covered dresses but i'm not the girl in an owl city song not something worth writing dreamy poems about not so lovestruck you replace your words with dada 9/18/18 same sneakers same dress same faces fresh sweat suddenly the stars all fall together and my life comes careening full circle your arms around my waist flashing blue lights in our eyes as i scream every word that kept me sane through years of hopelessness and rain you move your mouth trying your best to sing along with me but it all comes out dada and shockingly blindingly i can see myself clearly and i find myself at last the girl in an owl city song hand in hand with my very own adam young now i know all wishes come true even the ones you didn’t realize you made and isn’t it the most incredible impossible cosmic destiny how years after we stop dreaming when we storm on through washed out hopes one day the pieces just fall into place with closure and new beginnings all at once rainbows and clouds epiphanies and ecstasy dreams and the dreamers you and me
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Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 10:34 PM UTC
girl in an owl city song (pt. 2)
2/11/17 i've had moments here and there in golden sneakers and navy blue lace covered dresses but i'm not the girl in an owl city song not something worth writing dreamy poems about not so lovestruck you replace your words with dada 9/18/18 same sneakers same dress same faces fresh sweat suddenly the stars all fall together and my life comes careening full circle your arms around my waist flashing blue lights in our eyes as i scream every word that kept me sane through years of hopelessness and rain you move your mouth trying your best to sing along with me but it all comes out dada and shockingly blindingly i can see myself clearly and i find myself at last the girl in an owl city song hand in hand with my very own adam young now i know all wishes come true even the ones you didn’t realize you made and isn’t it the most incredible impossible cosmic destiny how years after we stop dreaming when we storm on through washed out hopes one day the pieces just fall into place with closure and new beginnings all at once rainbows and clouds epiphanies and ecstasy dreams and the dreamers you and me
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Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 10:34 PM UTC
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