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Well kiss me again God I love it I don't really believe in God but I believe in your pulse close enough I'll melt for you just like plastic in fire Diamond to my glass but you'll never catch me letting myself be extinguished for anyone else I was ten years old and my Dad said Honey Keep your bags at the front door because you never know when you will be forced to run like he ran from my Mother it's fine I mean it's fine because well, he leaves his shoes at the front door and not the back I need that But Dad believe me There's no point in being a diamond if you can bite right through it That kind of love isn't emotionally cheap My family is always looking at me like they're waiting for me to be Niagara Falls but I'm Manhattan, concrete Hold me down and make sure the neighbours are home Give me the test I'll take it
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
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Well kiss me again God I love it I don't really believe in God but I believe in your pulse close enough I'll melt for you just like plastic in fire Diamond to my glass but you'll never catch me letting myself be extinguished for anyone else I was ten years old and my Dad said Honey Keep your bags at the front door because you never know when you will be forced to run like he ran from my Mother it's fine I mean it's fine because well, he leaves his shoes at the front door and not the back I need that But Dad believe me There's no point in being a diamond if you can bite right through it That kind of love isn't emotionally cheap My family is always looking at me like they're waiting for me to be Niagara Falls but I'm Manhattan, concrete Hold me down and make sure the neighbours are home Give me the test I'll take it
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
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