I dreamt of a boy, who could make hearts and break hearts
With a look of the eyes
And the touch of a hand
To pull me in close and shield me from a day
I dreamt of a boy who was blonde and grey
And held me so close for a day
With a silence in us
To fall from the lines
I dreamt of a boy
Who could pull me in by the hand
And throw me out
With the words of the wind














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you dont need them, you've got yourself, you've got God...
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shallow graves for shallow people.cheer cheer cheer yell yell yell who cares who wins we're all going to hell.
The crunch !! you know nothing of the crunch !!!
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