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{308/365} can i confess these things to you?

You mean that much to me

And it's hard to show

Gets hectic inside of me

When you go

Can I confess these things

To you

I don't know

Embedded in my chest

And it

Hurts to hold


I couldn't spill my heart

My eyes gleam looking in from the dark

I walk out in stormy weather

Hold my words, keep us together

Steady walking but bound to trip

Should release but just tighten my grip


-- Night Time, The Xx


(it's an amazing album. i can't stop listening to it. thanks to pimpexposure for the recommendation. turns out we should pay attention to his album of the day links ;)


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Taken on October 5, 2009