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I'm an over flowing cup I'm pasta boiling up I'm over my head Trying in water to tread I'm pushing at the seams Between reality and dreams I'm rhyming for no reason Except to mark the change of season
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 12:52 AM UTC
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I'm an over flowing cup I'm pasta boiling up I'm over my head Trying in water to tread I'm pushing at the seams Between reality and dreams I'm rhyming for no reason Except to mark the change of season
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 12:52 AM UTC
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