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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013

I’m on the corner waiting for a light to come on. That’s when I know that you’re alone. It’s cold in the desert, water never sees the ground. Special unspoken without sound.
Told me you love me, that I’d never die alone. Hand over your heart, let’s go home. Everyone noticed, everyone has seen the signs. I’ve always been known to cross lines
I never ever cried when I was feeling down. I’ve always been scared of the sound. Jesus don’t love me, no one ever carried my load. I’m too young to feel this old
Here’s to you, here’s to me. On to us, nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody but me.

Feb 16, 2013
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