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your manic and bluster
my painfully shy
chasing me round the mattress
with that look in your eye
our epic, romantic
came down to this
to you wanting something i wasn't ready to give
whether my own invention, or if it was you
i could breathe fire then and i could bend spoons
and when i want to go back it's as much for that stuff
as for all of the reasons that we fell in love
my boots and eyeliner
your beat poet jive
both already so broken
both tied tight inside
meanwhile fate painted pictures
and i wished on, i did
you see i wanted something you weren't ready to give
whether my own invention, or if it was you
i could breathe fire then and i could bend spoons
and when i want to go back it's as much for that stuff
as for all of the reasons that we fell in love
a clock overhead
or one on my wrist
throughout all we poured over
each significant twist
but oh those pieces of paper
on which we were true
here's one more love letter
from me
to you
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