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[burnyourwingsxx]

The sky is a blue balloon tied to a string
For us to fight over and see who is king
One pulls it down ontop of our heads
It's all my fault that everyone's dead.

And yet I still find you the most precious thing
The one I Love and makes my heart sing
If there was any reason that I shouldn't stay
I'll take my chances with you anyway.

Comments

[logicberry]

thats really pretty. i like

[burnyourwingsxx]

Thank you