Last Box of Sparklers
my fear of love
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A fog blows off steam on the other side
a faint smell an idea that you never had
it seems hard but it's harder than you ever thought
the tied ropes on a steamer trying to leave this land
My fear of love
my ever evolving light far way far away
A train crashes on your porch, you're to tired to move
a slow motion kind of thing and you're bound to die
it seems hard and it gets harder by the hour now
the bad commotion the disaster and you don't know why
My fear of love
my ever evolving light far away