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I refuse to slip, slip throughyour fingertips
for you I'll be anything,please unravel my being
please tear me down
reassemble me, I won't make a so..
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Sunrise.
We loved from a young age.
People looked on; told us to take it slow,
But why would I, when I knew you were the one?
Blazing noon.
It ..
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My life hangs in the balance, suspended, it's on the line.
Your life is a line. Your heart is a (beep) on a machine,
Someone, something, is trying ..
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A strong gust of wind was approaching; blowing across hilltops and through valleys...
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