The power lines are out... so blow the candles just the same on this town. It's easier to ignore our wishes that way.
Reinventing myself and the world around me. Semi-precious is the new aware. I’d sink to your city streets if I wasn’t buried in her hands. The sun is coming up while I'm coming down. All is fair in this war in my head.
You're already a classic at 26, and I'm more than sure you can spot my jealousy from space.
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