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innocent blue it’s not the truth it’s just the story I tell to you say, gone now all the old times forgotten we flicker away in bliss roll the dice select this, forget then never let it go then I was just bored watching the night I had it all, I had it all I need it now covered in fade, taken from me rolled up and stored artefact of old I want so much to hold I become small again I begin to hear too much again see too large speak too thin again now it sits by in pieces renewed pretty and gold hope that you find it hope that I too could find it for you
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Mar 15, 2023
Mar 15, 2023 at 11:18 AM UTC
Innocent blue
innocent blue it’s not the truth it’s just the story I tell to you say, gone now all the old times forgotten we flicker away in bliss roll the dice select this, forget then never let it go then I was just bored watching the night I had it all, I had it all I need it now covered in fade, taken from me rolled up and stored artefact of old I want so much to hold I become small again I begin to hear too much again see too large speak too thin again now it sits by in pieces renewed pretty and gold hope that you find it hope that I too could find it for you
14/03/2023 For Crocks After 'Ode To The Mets' by The Strokes
#sadness#childhood#memories
Ayesha
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Ayesha
21/F/Pakistan
Mar 15, 2023
Mar 15, 2023 at 11:18 AM UTC
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