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You are clean white linden You are fresh, unlit candles You are white countertops Tall ceilings Polo shirts and Designer cologne I am ***** old combat boots and Pully strings unraveling clothing I am cheap haircuts No, mental breakdowns and safety scissors 2am smuged mirrors Collected...I could never be Never be white dresses Can’t be new cars or a sharp witty tongue Can’t be God teach me how to stop Being crumbling crackers Everytime you try to hold me Tightly Can I ever not fall apart When shown any human decency Please dust up my tiny crumbling pieces And still hold me
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Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 10:54 AM UTC
Captain Morgan 375ml
You are clean white linden You are fresh, unlit candles You are white countertops Tall ceilings Polo shirts and Designer cologne I am ***** old combat boots and Pully strings unraveling clothing I am cheap haircuts No, mental breakdowns and safety scissors 2am smuged mirrors Collected...I could never be Never be white dresses Can’t be new cars or a sharp witty tongue Can’t be God teach me how to stop Being crumbling crackers Everytime you try to hold me Tightly Can I ever not fall apart When shown any human decency Please dust up my tiny crumbling pieces And still hold me
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Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 10:54 AM UTC
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