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Small between my fingers Like dainty colored lights Red and green like winter Yet we’ve only touched July I love it when we walk this way My soul is pure My thoughts don’t stray We don’t have to speak to love To be alive feels good enough Please let’s walk just one more time I killed the girl that crept inside She was ugly, stupid, all she did was complain I can’t escape the mirrors She’s right in my face Brandishing puppets of people I’ve known I only see you but my fingers are cold The game is endless yet I can’t resist I hate when she laughs but I knew she’d win I’ll keep on running towards the warmth of July You’ll never see how that girl has died
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May 2, 2020
May 2, 2020 at 11:53 PM UTC
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Small between my fingers Like dainty colored lights Red and green like winter Yet we’ve only touched July I love it when we walk this way My soul is pure My thoughts don’t stray We don’t have to speak to love To be alive feels good enough Please let’s walk just one more time I killed the girl that crept inside She was ugly, stupid, all she did was complain I can’t escape the mirrors She’s right in my face Brandishing puppets of people I’ve known I only see you but my fingers are cold The game is endless yet I can’t resist I hate when she laughs but I knew she’d win I’ll keep on running towards the warmth of July You’ll never see how that girl has died
desertrose
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May 2, 2020
May 2, 2020 at 11:53 PM UTC
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