Reposted by lostfootballs

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‘You broke the bread. We drank the wine.
Your lip was bleedin' but it was fine.
Come on inside, babe. Across the line.
I love you more than I.
But then this bird just flew away.
She was never meant to stay.
Oh, to keep her caged.
Would just delay the spring’
(Travis)