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give your heart and soul to charity 'cause the rest of you the best of you honey, belongs to me
try measure loss, measure the silence of a house the unheard footsteps at the doorway, the unemployment of the mouth the waking up, having forgotten and remembering again the full extent of what forever is with each grave, i think of loss and I can only think of you i couldn't measure it.
es todo lo que desearía si solo tuviera un día,ojalá pudiera dormir tranquilo, intoxicado con tu dulce esencia,si tuviera una oportunidad en mi apretada agenda,quería sentir tu calor y tus ojos profundos.
i think i have been going through it, and i have been putting your name to it
dont feel bad for the suicidal cats, gotta kill themselves 9 times before they get it right
you know i think about you all the time, and my deep misunderstanding of your life
if you were gonna leave this world, how could it be without me?
each day, you'd rise with me know that i would gladly be the icarus to your certainty