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I don’t wanna hurt I don’t wanna grow I don’t wanna be here ‘til the day I’m old I don’t wanna wait 'til the sun comes down just to finally know that maybe it’s getting late that the road is too dark that to come back home to know how I was before to be same old same old it’s too late it’s already too late to be found in the woods to be eaten by wolves to pass out in the cold it’s already too late for it to be sudden it’s already too late to be swiftly run over it’s already too late to stop the decay it is our way the fight burns out and you’re approaching no sound as you step closer no feeling as you touch me I want you and now I see you it's your eyes how I missed you I feel lighter my heavy skin left behind and by the hand you take me we break out of this mind together we walk through lands with no sun together we fly through endless corridors and we  sing   the    song as       you                           take                                                    me                                                                                                       home
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Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
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I don’t wanna hurt I don’t wanna grow I don’t wanna be here ‘til the day I’m old I don’t wanna wait 'til the sun comes down just to finally know that maybe it’s getting late that the road is too dark that to come back home to know how I was before to be same old same old it’s too late it’s already too late to be found in the woods to be eaten by wolves to pass out in the cold it’s already too late for it to be sudden it’s already too late to be swiftly run over it’s already too late to stop the decay it is our way the fight burns out and you’re approaching no sound as you step closer no feeling as you touch me I want you and now I see you it's your eyes how I missed you I feel lighter my heavy skin left behind and by the hand you take me we break out of this mind together we walk through lands with no sun together we fly through endless corridors and we  sing   the    song as       you                           take                                                    me                                                                                                       home
alejandro-perez
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Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
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