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“I’m in love with people’s hands and the way they clench their fists and the way their fingertips lightly press down onto piano keys or thighs. Calloused fingers or dainty fingers. Hands writing poems or memos or parking tickets. Hands writing futures. To me, every crease on the palm is a love line.”
— Mesogeios
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why ed sheeran is a lyrical genius
  • ed: it's alright to die cause death is the only thing you haven't tried but just for tonight hold on
  • ed: when my hair's all but gone and my memory fades and the crowds don't remember my name when my hands don't play the same strings the same way i know you will still love me the same
  • ed: i don't get waves of missing you anymore they're more like tsunami tides in my eyes
  • ed: you can fit me inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen next to your heartbeat where i should be keep it deep within your soul
  • ed: THEY SAY IM UP AND COMIN LIKE IM FUCKIN IN AN ELEVATOR
  • My thoughts before anything: maybe if i wasn't ugly
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Made Up Love Song #43
Lewis Watson
Four More Songs - EP
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