all the sad boys come home with you
drape you in
a world away from me.
a world away.
a word.
a ransom.
a world
i think i finally understand
the way a broken arm can
i cross the line
and see a face that can't be
i bear witness to
all the ways they all depend on
Blue eyes, june eyes, june eyes
Fly fly home, you are
lay your broken body down
lay your heartbreak
everything is gonna change
everyth
am i doing this right? you oughta know. should i
the photographer’s impatient as the train pulls out of the
Take away the words for everything, take away the words.
Take
a whispered curse under his breath
a whispered prayer over a
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