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Sheepish Sleeping

Messy 1st version of original song 4/16/13, 4/17/14 By- Olivia Alaniz Tuggin' at my tiny curls As the Friday night wind whirls Everywhere felt safe with you That's why I wanted to tear myself away... I don't know, together we made home. I don't know, that's why I carry this stone. Zzz, I'm falling asleep// Art of matches The ceiling crashes. Lust is passion. Passionate lust. This life's a bust. So why's it a must that these teens are huSHed. Winter comes again and sleigh dogs are mushed. Winter comes again and I don't believe in.. God, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, Zzz, I'm falling asleep// Hunching back, calming eyes, I search my pupil-sea. Thumping heart, moistening palms, approaching me is thee. Arms outstretching, lip ends curling, our bodies lock like words of poetry. Augmenting embrace, rattling knees, I wish our lock had no key. Loosening muscles. parting ways, I did not want to be from this moment free. Zzz, I'm falling asleep// Tuggin' at my tiny curls As the Friday night wind whirls Everywhere felt safe with you, that's why I wanted to tear myself away. I don't know, Together we made home. I don't know, that's why I carry this stone. Zzz, I'm fallin asleep// Breath easy..

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Messy 1st version of original song 4/16/13, 4/17/14 By- Olivia Alaniz Tuggin' at my tiny curls As the Friday night wind whirls Everywhere felt safe with you That's why I wanted to tear myself away... I don't know, together we made home. I don't know, that's why I carry this stone. Zzz, I'm falling asleep// Art of matches The ceiling crashes. Lust is passion. Passionate lust. This life's a bust. So why's it a must that these teens are huSHed. Winter comes again and sleigh dogs are mushed. Winter comes again and I don't believe in.. God, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, Zzz, I'm falling asleep// Hunching back, calming eyes, I search my pupil-sea. Thumping heart, moistening palms, approaching me is thee. Arms outstretching, lip ends curling, our bodies lock like words of poetry. Augmenting embrace, rattling knees, I wish our lock had no key. Loosening muscles. parting ways, I did not want to be from this moment free. Zzz, I'm falling asleep// Tuggin' at my tiny curls As the Friday night wind whirls Everywhere felt safe with you, that's why I wanted to tear myself away. I don't know, Together we made home. I don't know, that's why I carry this stone. Zzz, I'm fallin asleep// Breath easy..

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