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[21 Jun 2014|12:42am] |
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ideas hang before me all but a breath away / they flicker into being and then begin to fade / and when i'm tired of sitting i drag my bones to bed / and when i'm tired of sleeping / i think of them instead / they're only words / don't have to shout to be heard / i have not seen the light for days / like icarus before me these wings are not my own / and i am soaring skyward just to tumble home / moment has gone / i'm not the best at moving on / nothing to say / no one would listen anyway / anyway / i have not seen the light for days / i have not seen the light for days / i have not seen the light for days / and nights / for days //
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