Peppermint candy; the heart of a broken story.
I can hear the radio on inside. May I have this dance?
I won't die so I won't forget. Mourning morning,
I'm trying to keep from sleeping.
Greys lose line into air, crosses your heart.
There are no miles speculated
To trace a line around your heart.
No miles to trace a line around you.
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