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[yummypunkstar]

:*:These stars seem to be as beautiful as the ones I saw outside your window * The wind hit my body as I lay on your bed * Cold but not cold enough to want to hide underneath a blanket * Was it innocence that held us or passion that kept us? * That red light that hit your profile was beautiful * I lay in awe as you stood in stereo * Listen, can you

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[anonymous]

thats a really good song/poem