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writingsforwinter: I refuse everybody’s help Who has been reaching out for me Well, you reach with the soul of a sailor And the swing of a miner You have cleared the rock away Leaving gold there in its place And it is more than anyone could

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Writings for Winter

Writings for Winter

sorry, i'm a girl, but my favorite color isn't pink

sorry, i'm a girl, but my favorite color isn't pink

Writings for Winter

Writings for Winter

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Writings for Winter

Writings for Winter

writingsforwinter: If I miss you, well, that’s my fault. That’s my fault. That’s my fault.

writingsforwinter: If I miss you, well, that’s my fault. That’s my fault. That’s my fault.

writingsforwinter: Maybe it’s me who’s this unstable Always obsessed about the end Why can’t I let what happens happen? And just enjoy the time I spend Oh how I wish it was so easy

writingsforwinter: Maybe it’s me who’s this unstable Always obsessed about the end Why can’t I let what happens happen? And just enjoy the time I spend Oh how I wish it was so easy

writingsforwinter: And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you I just assumed that you eventually would ask And I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart And all those months I just wanted to sleep And though spring,

writingsforwinter: And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you I just assumed that you eventually would ask And I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart And all those months I just wanted to sleep And though spring,

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