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take the darkest moments look to the heavens the rarest jewels, stars. take the wettest of days look to the heavens the rarest jewels, tears of the sky take the brightest of clear days look to the heavens the rarest of jewels, the sun take the lowest of moments look to the heavens, the rarest of loves, you All looking down on this wreck of human flesh, decay is okay as long as it won't stay or stink, or turn black, the pink, part that still has a pulse from the heart. Roll back the cuff, cut it off if you must, please tell me, you feel a pulse, touch me.
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
Off the Cuff
take the darkest moments look to the heavens the rarest jewels, stars. take the wettest of days look to the heavens the rarest jewels, tears of the sky take the brightest of clear days look to the heavens the rarest of jewels, the sun take the lowest of moments look to the heavens, the rarest of loves, you All looking down on this wreck of human flesh, decay is okay as long as it won't stay or stink, or turn black, the pink, part that still has a pulse from the heart. Roll back the cuff, cut it off if you must, please tell me, you feel a pulse, touch me.
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Canadian
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
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