Paper
The best thing to do is to remember the beginning
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words
I use them too lightly, you use them to loosely, someone once told me, words make worlds
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wake
the floor withers underneath your shoes, and you crumble into it-- despite the misery, you ask, “so what’s for dinner?”
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want
wine does a good job of telling me what to write
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wishful
you custom linens in fabrics that you think I might love the most, but you never stopped and asked , and maybe that's why there’s so much space in this bed
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well
teach me the songs you sang before you knew the world was consumed of more than just leaves and trees
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worry
I care too little about you and too much of me, what a selfish game
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winter
a million ants travel from my finger to the core of my heart and I tell you I'm anxious.
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water
we laid side by side, but we were both lonesome and loveless
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on the other side, waiting for you.
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Restored.
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