After all we've been through
I am still in love
After all
What's the point of converse if it's not engaging and
Ready for my final breath,
And all my memory's choking.
Just like
At the start the end's so easy to forget
When the
In a trip to fix all that's right,
Secretly seeking
Help at
There's a graceful dance above me.
From the sun reflecting in.
Off
I've been collecting dirt since I escaped
Waconda, I love you
Mailman, what do you got?
Joy.
Oh, sweet joys.
I made some friends
This still life
It looks like
Motion is gaining unexpectedly
One judgment
Will d
Sadly I cavil and carp
At your passion to prove yourself
When
Thank god for your hair, and your...eyes.
And--
Thank you for
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