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i'm giving up on greener grasses.

if you were here,
we could ride on the couch, like it's a boat.
and we could pretend that the ground was hot lava.
and the second our feet hit the ground, we would burn alive.
and so we were just stuck, floating.
together.
forever.
and we didn't mind. at all.

7:56 p.m. - 2008-09-21

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