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I know it's real, 2000 years with a lack of sleep I'm forever dreaming and it's of you Flutterbies and burnt dandy lions I walk a thousand miles in unknown shoes I've lost control, slipped into madness And drowned in a scent that brings me home I still don't know if you're real. A day to day existence No substance And heartache reassurance I miss you, the clouds are cold without you And it's winter but fire rumbles within the ground The elements miss you and fail to comfort me like you do.
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May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 8:27 AM UTC
I miss you
I know it's real, 2000 years with a lack of sleep I'm forever dreaming and it's of you Flutterbies and burnt dandy lions I walk a thousand miles in unknown shoes I've lost control, slipped into madness And drowned in a scent that brings me home I still don't know if you're real. A day to day existence No substance And heartache reassurance I miss you, the clouds are cold without you And it's winter but fire rumbles within the ground The elements miss you and fail to comfort me like you do.
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May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 8:27 AM UTC
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