You are mine,
And I am yours.
It’s like a time,
When no
Your blue eyes.
Your almost perfect smile.
Like the sunshine on a
Deje que quemar al suelo,
que no hacer un sonido.
Indiana was right
When she told us tonight
Not to fight
Let it burn to the ground,
Let it not make a
Softly we tremble, we recede.
Softly we remember there’s no need
To
He’s sitting on the back porch.
He’s tying his shoes, looking
They say time can heal everything.
They say love will never
Those birds out the window are flying low.
Those birds in
There he goes again.
There are his eyes again.
Deepened green, watch
We’re sitting on the swing set.
The wind’s blowing through my
Take me to the river where I belong
Look at your
What the hell have you done to me?
I feel like
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