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I've heard of ghosts. Good ghosts who wander the battlefields at night, guiding soldiers out of danger. You can see their omens everywhere. Omens, warnings of stray bullets and lurking enemies. If I was such a ghost, I would stay so close to you, you could feel my breath on your cheek.

23. Silly. Red hair. Hufflepuff. Accordions. Harry Potter. Doctor Who. Wild Beasts. Tim&Eric. Metronomy. SNL. Unicorns. Batman. Beards. Pomegranate and Peach flavored anything. The words that come out of my mouth. Laughter. Daydreams.

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    You remind me of Knives Don’t Have Your Back

    You remind me of that late summer, sneaking off an hour away
    You remind me of the sweet smell that I inhaled as I rolled the windows down
    You remind me of the rich smell of Starbucks
    The pounding in my chest, thinking I would see you there
    You remind me of the silence my friend fell under as this album started

    And I’ve never even heard your voice

    3 months ago on February 09, 2012 at 01:24am
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