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torn pages written from love
…and everything you touch gets smoky around the edges… people don’t like blurred rimes but it’s best that way… when the sharpness fades and all that’s left is a lesser line formed by you and… we always wanted this to be magical, this is the best you can do when wands and dust aren’t sold in stores around reality… and this really wasn’t what we wanted it to be, you wanted it to be more punctual- more in tune with the ticking… the longer it takes the more time there is to change a mind from lovely to hurtful… all it takes is time and time is not something we have… it’s now or never baby and never sounds about as hopeless as an empty heart beating for nothing but to beat… it wont make sense until it beats for… no more time for wishing on candles…
the edges are rough and torn... but the heart is still intact.
