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you know? sometimes you think i am the only one writing the whisperings of the world to eager pages they strain their lined ears. but the lines fall flat hang limp as clotheslines wait for the next dull batch of words to droop on the line. hanging the writer out to dry has a completely new side to it. you are not the first to shiver during a goodbye kiss taste nostalgia in an ice cream cone marvel at a shattered beer bottle on the blue-black asphalt. and you’re not the first to believe you might be the only one. but you know? you know? you are the only one who makes me shiver i remember to eat between spoonfuls of you admired your aim and laughed when you missed the trash can. i’ll pick up the words when wind blows them off the line. i’ll pick you up my ears are eager.
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Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 12:39 AM UTC
first, the only one
you know? sometimes you think i am the only one writing the whisperings of the world to eager pages they strain their lined ears. but the lines fall flat hang limp as clotheslines wait for the next dull batch of words to droop on the line. hanging the writer out to dry has a completely new side to it. you are not the first to shiver during a goodbye kiss taste nostalgia in an ice cream cone marvel at a shattered beer bottle on the blue-black asphalt. and you’re not the first to believe you might be the only one. but you know? you know? you are the only one who makes me shiver i remember to eat between spoonfuls of you admired your aim and laughed when you missed the trash can. i’ll pick up the words when wind blows them off the line. i’ll pick you up my ears are eager.
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Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 12:39 AM UTC
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