Sunday, January 30, 2011

somewhere south of your borderline

free rides on the bus in the summertime, your hand in my hand. back and forth. south and north and everywhere. sunshine, candybars, hidden stars and all of our friends are there. free rides on the bus, another chance for us. fall asleep in my arms. dream above the car alarms, siren songs. tell me all about all of your ice-cream hearts. and you are my best friend. you are the most beautiful thing I keep inside my heart.

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