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You wouldn’t have heard it anyway All the words I tried to say Came instead like stocking knees Protected from the slightest breeze Someday You would let me know You said Perhaps even words get bruised in your bed The lie, the love, the flattened mind I once believed in kind Kneeling on the stocking knee Was just another way you deafened me
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 9:59 AM UTC
Bent Believe
You wouldn’t have heard it anyway All the words I tried to say Came instead like stocking knees Protected from the slightest breeze Someday You would let me know You said Perhaps even words get bruised in your bed The lie, the love, the flattened mind I once believed in kind Kneeling on the stocking knee Was just another way you deafened me
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 9:59 AM UTC
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