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I'm someone that shell never see I'm in a place she'll never be. Tonight she sleeps in one of these silent houses And I type and re type because I continually doubt it. It starts with me it ends with her That's how I choose to live my world.
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Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 3:39 PM UTC
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I'm someone that shell never see I'm in a place she'll never be. Tonight she sleeps in one of these silent houses And I type and re type because I continually doubt it. It starts with me it ends with her That's how I choose to live my world.
sj-reese
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Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 3:39 PM UTC
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