When we would only need each other, we’d breathe together,
Our hands would not be taught to hold another’s,
We were the special two.
And we could only see each other, we’d bleed together,
These arms would not be taught to need another,
‘Cause we’re the special two.
—Missy Higgins - The Special Two (via lostinconformity)
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