To know that, all along I tried,
Despite my instinct to run and hide,
To know that, really, I was dying inside,
But still I carried on.
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Passing exams.
Getting the grades.
Taking interviews,
And making a
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The midnight moon melted into a
helpless ball of mozzarella and
faded into the stirring blues of the sky,
replaced by a buttery bubble of sunshine
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I'm waiting for the sun to shine
Waiting for the sky to free
Waiting for your hand on mine
So I can dance away with the sunshine on me
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Well, do you see me crying?
If you do, I'm dying,
'Cause I don't cry over silly
Little things like you.
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We give ourselves away
‘cus we don’t want to feel the pain
of love gone by
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Your teeth are pearly white with fear,
as if the sound of the drums is all you can hear.
Your eyes are burning like the summer skies,
And I feel it inside of me that we’ll be alright.
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If it weren't for these quandries; doubts; crimes -
erasing all reason and saving rhyme,
I'd never have learned to tell the time.
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And I wonder – do they feel it
the taste of words and the
desire to paint them on the blank
empty canvas of the sky?
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