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There's a pretty
tangerine sky...
I love you,
The words I cannot bring...
Be a flame in a pile of ashes,
Find hope where no one thought to look...
This little girl with her big sad eyes
looked up at me like she was going to cry...
I wouldn't call your arms heaven
because although they cradle me, so soft, so...
Your mother cradled roses to her face
"Yellow," she said. "For...
Lonely in bed,
As I toss...
What if every time we fell in love
it marked out bodies...
This bed is warm
It's been perfectly made...
The smoke leaves his mouth
Like it's its own life...
The lovers won't leave |
There are 60 days until you get home. |
Get me out of this place |