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I don’t want to crave the harshness in the back of my throat anymore I want to dance in the rain with you Even if I lose my breath Even if my hair gets wet I want the world to become a little brighter So I can see clearer just for a little while Even in the middle of the darkest of months And maybe my head wont hang as low And maybe my neck will no longer ache And maybe my body will feel a freedom and clarity I haven’t felt since I was a child Even in the middle of the darkest of days.
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 11:30 PM UTC
Old Habits Die
I don’t want to crave the harshness in the back of my throat anymore I want to dance in the rain with you Even if I lose my breath Even if my hair gets wet I want the world to become a little brighter So I can see clearer just for a little while Even in the middle of the darkest of months And maybe my head wont hang as low And maybe my neck will no longer ache And maybe my body will feel a freedom and clarity I haven’t felt since I was a child Even in the middle of the darkest of days.
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 11:30 PM UTC
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