Mother dear, I
can't finish my
weaving
You may
blame Aphrodite
soft as she is
she has almost
killed me with
love for that boy
_sappho
this is definitely something new.
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I know your teeth are shut and proud
But there are rhythms in the city
That make your head feel loud
Uh-huh so get it out, get it out
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- Swear I was born right in the doorway
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- my life
- off your lips in slow currents
- skin new, hands true
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- a slow revealing of the anon love meme
- that's what you get when you let your heart win
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- WAITING FOR TOMORROWZ?
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- I'M SO CONFUSED
- breath is fast and the trains are slow
- but saying what you mean is not one of them
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- we must all let go of the breath that we hold
- mawr
- got my veins all tangled close
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- i'd rather go it alone (na na na na na na)
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