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everything about you screamed infinite the type of person I could spend forever trying to figure out sunsets and sunrises pass by like fast trains, and my minds still reeling a photographic memory is a blessing and a curse but right now its a gift i can remember every word spoken, every laugh and smile and i play it back like a movie the kind of spirit that makes you forget the hurt the universe cries but you remind me that it laughs too coexistence of bodies and minds, sweet and surreal worlds colliding at a rapid pace, they collide they become one everything about you screamed infinite everything about me screamed indefinite indecisiveness and paranoia floods my veins love and knowing floods yours a scale sits between the palms of our hands and is level, for we are balanced I lift my pen and let my hand guide my mind my fingers already know you and they haven’t felt you yet my page screams your name wholeheartedly vast space was left empty in the corners of my brain but they’re filled now, even in the dustiest of places everything about you screamed infinite
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Jun 25, 2013
Jun 25, 2013 at 9:38 PM UTC
Everything About You Screamed Infinite
everything about you screamed infinite the type of person I could spend forever trying to figure out sunsets and sunrises pass by like fast trains, and my minds still reeling a photographic memory is a blessing and a curse but right now its a gift i can remember every word spoken, every laugh and smile and i play it back like a movie the kind of spirit that makes you forget the hurt the universe cries but you remind me that it laughs too coexistence of bodies and minds, sweet and surreal worlds colliding at a rapid pace, they collide they become one everything about you screamed infinite everything about me screamed indefinite indecisiveness and paranoia floods my veins love and knowing floods yours a scale sits between the palms of our hands and is level, for we are balanced I lift my pen and let my hand guide my mind my fingers already know you and they haven’t felt you yet my page screams your name wholeheartedly vast space was left empty in the corners of my brain but they’re filled now, even in the dustiest of places everything about you screamed infinite
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Jun 25, 2013
Jun 25, 2013 at 9:38 PM UTC
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