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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2012-04-17 | | your seconds stretched over me like the arms of a lover day and night I thank you for my gifts the whispers of his lips (oh, his lips) the air built around feathers in towers and towers of freedom the blades of grass betraying the wind the blood gushing in petals of tulips (oh, his tulips) the sun kisses crushed by skin like strawberries by tongue you leave me no choice no other choice but promise on the silence of your lambs that I’ll be yours, all yours until May do us part
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