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Limes today is your birthday or maybe it’s mine fifteen years ago you dried your eyes laid your body in brine dissolving the teenager from your mind it’s time to put away those limes you were the first to hold me hands still a little citrusy now mothers womb can’t protect me from your bathroom shrine my little heartbeat said it’s time to put away those limes every day i was your angel thinking of life from a different angle hold my hand my hair is tangled you smell so good don’t yell at me i am wood easy to break quick to splinter but maybe it’s time to put away those limes i was the sun shine of your prime time walking the line with me of your limelight i would never stay quiet always begging why why do i have a bed time why does the sky cry some times why does it smell so green it stings out the door she sings put away those limes cause it was time on your birthday or mine to let the fire inside spry but instead you cried green tears and a couple of beers sirens shine in the last of the limelight and handcuffs are like an hourglass reaching so fast i’ll love you till the end of time daddy’s girl till your name can’t whine mine out of reach at last it’s time to put away those limes.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 10:25 PM UTC
Limes
Limes today is your birthday or maybe it’s mine fifteen years ago you dried your eyes laid your body in brine dissolving the teenager from your mind it’s time to put away those limes you were the first to hold me hands still a little citrusy now mothers womb can’t protect me from your bathroom shrine my little heartbeat said it’s time to put away those limes every day i was your angel thinking of life from a different angle hold my hand my hair is tangled you smell so good don’t yell at me i am wood easy to break quick to splinter but maybe it’s time to put away those limes i was the sun shine of your prime time walking the line with me of your limelight i would never stay quiet always begging why why do i have a bed time why does the sky cry some times why does it smell so green it stings out the door she sings put away those limes cause it was time on your birthday or mine to let the fire inside spry but instead you cried green tears and a couple of beers sirens shine in the last of the limelight and handcuffs are like an hourglass reaching so fast i’ll love you till the end of time daddy’s girl till your name can’t whine mine out of reach at last it’s time to put away those limes.
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sondering
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 10:25 PM UTC
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