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And honestly, At this moment All that's running through my head, Is rock n' roll, And near memories.. Cotton candy sky, And oxygen breeze. My droopy eyes Are that of relaxation, Not any earth-grown happiness. My slow heart beat is smooth sailing, Not candy-like pills. natural high So beautiful in a way, But darling.. Do you remember being high with me? High on life and love.. Together, Our hearts beating a irregular tune. But that's no longer, So I sit and listen to angry melodies, Screechy guitar riffs And lay here, High alone. Not nearly good as being high with you, I can no longer hear your heartbeat.. Nor mine..
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC
Rock n roll high
And honestly, At this moment All that's running through my head, Is rock n' roll, And near memories.. Cotton candy sky, And oxygen breeze. My droopy eyes Are that of relaxation, Not any earth-grown happiness. My slow heart beat is smooth sailing, Not candy-like pills. natural high So beautiful in a way, But darling.. Do you remember being high with me? High on life and love.. Together, Our hearts beating a irregular tune. But that's no longer, So I sit and listen to angry melodies, Screechy guitar riffs And lay here, High alone. Not nearly good as being high with you, I can no longer hear your heartbeat.. Nor mine..
I THOUGHT I was over him...guess not. Hm? . *** .
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC
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