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This song makes my heart hurt In a way I come running back to Like cold air when my head is spinning Like Vocaloid when my nose is stuffy Like The cold steel of my shaky bedframe The one I got so I could do schoolwork Or the multitool in my bottom dresser drawer That my grandpa gave me when I was 4 Like the way my heart hurts when my feet hit the gravel of the driveway A soft-serve taste of inevitability
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Apr 18, 2023
Apr 18, 2023 at 12:35 AM UTC
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This song makes my heart hurt In a way I come running back to Like cold air when my head is spinning Like Vocaloid when my nose is stuffy Like The cold steel of my shaky bedframe The one I got so I could do schoolwork Or the multitool in my bottom dresser drawer That my grandpa gave me when I was 4 Like the way my heart hurts when my feet hit the gravel of the driveway A soft-serve taste of inevitability
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Apr 18, 2023
Apr 18, 2023 at 12:35 AM UTC
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