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Raindrops Hitting a glass bottle Deep in the outskirts of the woods Baby chimes hollow in the din of silence Slicing across the glass and down my neck Bitter, miserable, sad, punishing rain Fall again and again as the only thing I understand And the only thing that understands me Raindrops Fill my eyes because I've cried away the sea Cut rivers down my face and across my arms Please keep on flowing because you Are the only thing I understand And please Keep hitting that hollow glass bottle In your perfect imitation of my heartbeat
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Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC
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Raindrops Hitting a glass bottle Deep in the outskirts of the woods Baby chimes hollow in the din of silence Slicing across the glass and down my neck Bitter, miserable, sad, punishing rain Fall again and again as the only thing I understand And the only thing that understands me Raindrops Fill my eyes because I've cried away the sea Cut rivers down my face and across my arms Please keep on flowing because you Are the only thing I understand And please Keep hitting that hollow glass bottle In your perfect imitation of my heartbeat
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Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC
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