my stories laid out on the table, my heart on the floor & i'm watching you & i swear you're becoming a horizon. my biggest secrets strewn about like i'm selling them for cash & i'm trying to pick them up but it's too late now. all because my lips were moving before my thinking kicked in, & OH! it's easy to keep going once the stories start coming
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