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I could string together all the little thoughts I have with the little tunes I listen to. Lay those out like constellations to guide you home.  Where my heart beats away all your Boggeyman fears; all those words you're afraid to hear, like 'baby, I'm leaving you because you're too careless for me to bear.' And you would never hear that again because to leave you would be my greatest sin. I've found salvation in loving you and I swear Christ has pardoned me for finding an eternity worth fighting for with you. I want to smother you in the wings I grew out when you called me your angel, hold you against my chest so our pulses synchronize, and watch everything fall into place.