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you've got a real good seesaw heart, darlin' the kind that makes my stomach go up and down all day long like it's fallin' and fallin', or like it's been shot, or like you've been shot. i build things to see you protect them, just like i build walls 'round my heart to protect me. but you find a way to crash through 'em (and i most certainly mean crash, 'cause i don't think you know where you're going sometimes but when you smile at me and let me see those hidden eyes i can feel them walls come fallin' down one by one by one). you've got the good kinda heart, my friend. it's the kinda heart that little kids come clamberin' to play on like you got your arms wide open, so that even though you may squeak 'cause you need an oilin' or squawk 'cause somebody's not doing sommat right, even then they all know you love 'em and me.
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Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 5:46 PM UTC
seesaw heart
you've got a real good seesaw heart, darlin' the kind that makes my stomach go up and down all day long like it's fallin' and fallin', or like it's been shot, or like you've been shot. i build things to see you protect them, just like i build walls 'round my heart to protect me. but you find a way to crash through 'em (and i most certainly mean crash, 'cause i don't think you know where you're going sometimes but when you smile at me and let me see those hidden eyes i can feel them walls come fallin' down one by one by one). you've got the good kinda heart, my friend. it's the kinda heart that little kids come clamberin' to play on like you got your arms wide open, so that even though you may squeak 'cause you need an oilin' or squawk 'cause somebody's not doing sommat right, even then they all know you love 'em and me.
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Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 5:46 PM UTC
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