tears overcome blistering rain
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the truth of you arrives
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and i wish i could let this die
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like each wasted breath
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but these things never mend
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it must always end
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with your head held up high
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and star shaped slits
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carved into each of my wrists
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your hands are held against my face
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craving faint reminders of every tear
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that coalesces with the wintry night
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i called you mine
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and i can't let this die
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throught the darkest night
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one last heartfelt glance
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will cross these constellations
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and i can't let this die
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i can't let this fade
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1-2-3-4
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deviate me frm these sacrificed seconds
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spent dreaming of your eyes
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pouring lies and letting my heart inhale
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full breaths of you
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like lungs deprived of your air
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and i'm lucky i can still breathe
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after what you did to me
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i still have one last breath
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i need to see those eyes
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i still have one last breath
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don't just end it all
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In The Shape Of Stars
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A Jealousy Issue |