You were gone before you were
Something to lose

You used to be vibrant.
You used to burn bright.

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You put up a fight
Pressing flowers at night in a book that you loved.
The pieces they can't take of us.

Move like grey skies
Move like a bird of paradise
Move like an odd sight come out at night

When I met you we were young
And like gasoline to matches

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Dig your anchors in my bones
Keep your breathing soft and slow

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They're gonna burn out like dead stars
Turn to dust

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MJ made this!