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you smelt of cigarette smoke too often and you asked me what I believed in I said I believe in the way my knees shake when they hear your voice I believe in the way babies cry when they see life for the first time I believe in the way the sun always rises in the morning and sets in the evening I believe in the way my stomach becomes so twisted and tangled when your eyes entwine like ropes with mine I believe in the way soldiers are sometimes at war with their own mind I believe in the way my head starts becoming dizzy when you talk for a long time I believe in sons and daughters finding their mothers and fathers in graves they've never seen before I believe in the art of leaving and moving pain for the night to come so it can hit you in the morning   I believe in my bones shivering to hear your name again I believe in the type of love that hurts                                                         breaks and                                                 bruises everything you thought you needed I believe in the stars and how they just are you smelt of cigarette smoke too often and you asked me what I believed in   I wasn't lying when I said you                              -(k.s)
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Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
What I Believe In
you smelt of cigarette smoke too often and you asked me what I believed in I said I believe in the way my knees shake when they hear your voice I believe in the way babies cry when they see life for the first time I believe in the way the sun always rises in the morning and sets in the evening I believe in the way my stomach becomes so twisted and tangled when your eyes entwine like ropes with mine I believe in the way soldiers are sometimes at war with their own mind I believe in the way my head starts becoming dizzy when you talk for a long time I believe in sons and daughters finding their mothers and fathers in graves they've never seen before I believe in the art of leaving and moving pain for the night to come so it can hit you in the morning   I believe in my bones shivering to hear your name again I believe in the type of love that hurts                                                         breaks and                                                 bruises everything you thought you needed I believe in the stars and how they just are you smelt of cigarette smoke too often and you asked me what I believed in   I wasn't lying when I said you                              -(k.s)
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Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
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