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i have someone kiss the skin that groans from you burning out but never really running out of flame the water's the shade of your favourite coat hanging on a chair at night and i remember you our miseries, how they cost us all we wanted sweet music but the tune is off the strings along my spine are hard to reach but you always know where to start and so i hear different gasps every other night the stranger they are the better it gets and sometimes rain falls to the beat of their heart like clapping hands but i - remember you how we kept out the burdens, careful not to make too much smoke between us
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Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 7:48 AM UTC
some of the words i wrote to you
i have someone kiss the skin that groans from you burning out but never really running out of flame the water's the shade of your favourite coat hanging on a chair at night and i remember you our miseries, how they cost us all we wanted sweet music but the tune is off the strings along my spine are hard to reach but you always know where to start and so i hear different gasps every other night the stranger they are the better it gets and sometimes rain falls to the beat of their heart like clapping hands but i - remember you how we kept out the burdens, careful not to make too much smoke between us
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Dec 19, 2020 at 7:48 AM UTC
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