a poem for kurt and stone and jimmy and all the girls i loved before
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soft air penetrates to cold wind
whispering whos whispering
im quiet in tears
i like to be alone
not really though
rather than this to be with you
what a consolation rising
you must be shattered
are you soft in bloom
im not healing
northern sound west golden
whos hiding out in a cave
i quit trying
everything is limited
out of reach
water in a glass house
sorrounded by collaborations
i have no shield for this
i just have no will
to pay to play
whispering whos whispering
im quiet in tears
i like to be alone
not really though
rather than this to be with you
what a consolation rising
you must be shattered
are you soft in bloom
im not healing
northern sound west golden
whos hiding out in a cave
i quit trying
everything is limited
out of reach
water in a glass house
sorrounded by collaborations
i have no shield for this
i just have no will
to pay to play
set your laughter free
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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