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My car rumbled Outside your house Last night Searching for The bedroom light Through your curtain Knowing your car Was cold behind The garage door Unsure of why I decided To drop by Perhaps I believed You would feel me Looking in Maybe I thought You were merely a dream Nonexistent Wondering if we Really continued To live separate lives I was back In Bloomington Last night Loudly playing Your favorite Rock rhyme Swore I could smell Your e-cig From the driver's side Maybe I stopped by Bloomington To beckon you Thinking I was A siren Able to lure you Perhaps I accomplished Whatever I Set out to Sang my Sweet song Led you to doom But I don't think my call Seeped through Your bedroom walls Either I Was too quiet Or you were Preoccupied
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 10:54 PM UTC
Back in Bloomington
My car rumbled Outside your house Last night Searching for The bedroom light Through your curtain Knowing your car Was cold behind The garage door Unsure of why I decided To drop by Perhaps I believed You would feel me Looking in Maybe I thought You were merely a dream Nonexistent Wondering if we Really continued To live separate lives I was back In Bloomington Last night Loudly playing Your favorite Rock rhyme Swore I could smell Your e-cig From the driver's side Maybe I stopped by Bloomington To beckon you Thinking I was A siren Able to lure you Perhaps I accomplished Whatever I Set out to Sang my Sweet song Led you to doom But I don't think my call Seeped through Your bedroom walls Either I Was too quiet Or you were Preoccupied
For NM "My life is moving forward in the right direction and I can't be more happy." You'll regret your selfishness.
#pain#hurt#thoughts#you
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 10:54 PM UTC
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