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It is only 50° But I left my windows down I want to feel the cold air whipping In my hair Like your hands And the air smells like fresh cut grass It is refreshing, crisp I feel safe I want to remember the words “The strength to carry you” Advertised across a long haul truck Speeding by me And this time last year I would have thought to carry you To make you love me a little longer But now, this year, look how far I’ve come With arms growing so strong From the weight of me I had the strength to carry me And I made it here The sky is gray today and I almost wore the shirt you loved I changed quickly Tugging it over me, like you once did This time though, this time I thought I want to keep me in love with me Nothings going to hurt me baby
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May 3, 2019
May 3, 2019 at 11:54 AM UTC
May 3
It is only 50° But I left my windows down I want to feel the cold air whipping In my hair Like your hands And the air smells like fresh cut grass It is refreshing, crisp I feel safe I want to remember the words “The strength to carry you” Advertised across a long haul truck Speeding by me And this time last year I would have thought to carry you To make you love me a little longer But now, this year, look how far I’ve come With arms growing so strong From the weight of me I had the strength to carry me And I made it here The sky is gray today and I almost wore the shirt you loved I changed quickly Tugging it over me, like you once did This time though, this time I thought I want to keep me in love with me Nothings going to hurt me baby
shayla-ahrns
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May 3, 2019
May 3, 2019 at 11:54 AM UTC
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