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Laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Thinking 'bout my day, but I think I ain't willing To gather my thoughts, To listen to my heart.
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 10:28 AM UTC
bedtime confused words
Laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Thinking 'bout my day, but I think I ain't willing To gather my thoughts, To listen to my heart.
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 10:28 AM UTC
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