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kaleidoscope
02:41
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The concept of looking at the same moon just isn't working anymore.
Nostalgia in the pale damp streetlights and looking inside the closed stores.
Romanticizing death under lavender skies.
Kaleidoscope is a group of butterflies.
Feelings of suffocation gnawing at my bones.
Ashy knees and bloody noses.
Leather lungs and coat.
I remember every sunset from October until June.
Don't worry about our parents, we'll send a postcard from the moon.
You grabbed my hand and I felt overwhelming fear of losing youth even though it's still near.
Feelings of suffocation gnawing at my bones.
Ashy knees and bloody noses.
Leather lungs and coat.s
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eye roller
05:31
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Wasting time with you.
You look so sad, what can I do?
Lie to me and say you're fine, but I know what's on your mind.
Watching the breeze through the trees, muted by the car door.
You're talking to me but I don't hear a word you say.
Roll your eyes but I don't have to learn to sympathize with those who don't deserve anything from me.
Overthink, overcompensation.
Turn your cheek, blame it on miscommunication.
Hanging out with you just to later replay it in my head.
And say to myself all the things I know I should have said.
I should've said.
Roll your eyes but I don't have to learn to sympathize with those who don't deserve anything from me.
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lilies
02:24
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Rain soaked trees and half hearted small talk.
The feeling follows right behind you on the sidewalk.
The moon is low and the sky is clear and it almost feels like i'm actually here.
The pavement's fading from grey to blue and the shadows fall on your face and leave craters like a moon.
I'm not made of flesh and bone, I'm a collection of the songs and memories and people that I've known.
I was made who I am by the things I love whether or not they love me back.
Suddenly the air's polluted with out breath, our words are spiraling and intertwine, like smoke fills up the sky.
Sure right now you keep me warm, but will you stay until the lilies aren't blooming anymore.
Fell in love with familiar eyes, bathed in heat and summer skies oh I have so much here to lose.
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scared
04:03
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The shadow of your hand on the wall makes me anxious, makes the hair on my arm stand tall.
Silhouettes lined with gold.
I miss your hand and the way it's easy to hold.
Counting all your pulses making sure you're still there.
I swear I can still hear them pounding in my ears when I get scared.
Look down on us close every door.
Misogyny is at your core.
Boys will be boys is not an excuse anymore, and it never really was.
Counting all your pulses making sure you're still there.
I swear I can still hear them pounding in my ears when I get scared.
I'm not scared.
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Charlotte Bumgarner Tulsa, Oklahoma
tulsa, ok
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