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Drawing circles
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Let's laugh as we walk away, and for a second I thought about becoming something else than just an image of Thoreau. So Fuck tradition: “I’m not as wise as the day that I was born.” Is this my reflection or your eyes in the sea that holds us back?
Wading through water I cant see my feet.
Kiss of steel won't grace her wrists, not today.
Tomorrow, the sun will rise. Let's see what the tides bring in.
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of perfect days
02:29
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.....I see a blue in your eye
You see a blue in mine
Racing on blue with you......
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through my head.
01:28
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My heart is hands. My head are feet. Steadily holding those pearls
that were my eyes.
We are gliding through the mist
Kissing it with this glass
And under our blue lights
Watch the road begin to pass
synapses connected
my sinews will break
I know not this distance, and I’m at a loss
I’m catching my tears on these knuckle scars
because i now know how kings remain
after life is lost
I’ve seen this beginning
and how it ends
but only in my dreams
fading away
early morning eyes
your darkened ridges
our gazes fixed
and you wonder
how we don’t drift to sleep
staring at the light
what’s inside?
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