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“Well I'm Sittin' On Top Saint Andrew's Bridge And I'm Thinkin' About How Hard Life Is Bliss Is A Sin, I Drown When I Swing Its Hard To Fly On Broken Wings” -…

It started with a look and it ended with a hiss Just another prick, she thought, I'd better just make it pop. It started at our fingers and it ended at our lips…

One day I'll fly away, leave all this to yesterday. Why live life from dream to dream, and dread the day when dreaming ends.

I will never be happier than I am in those moments when I am blissfully unaware of everything that is real and hard and true and cruel. and i would much rather…
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