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Oh how I love wearing my sweaters I wear then in the morning,especially at night in the cold and summer in the public and private places when I fell all soo happy and also when I'm depressed It's like a shell It protects from this dangerous world the world criticism stings me giving me a lethal dose of paranoia and sleep deprivation Well  luckily I have my sweaters It's my cup of Joe my video game my secret lover my special listener my doctor my savior Oh it saves me alright from the world isolating me from the world making me lonely and cold But it is worth it oh this world can be dangerous i don't want my soul to be drain But eventually when I'm ready I will break from this cocoon and spread my wings so that everybody can see my warmth and salvation My sweaters they are nice to have but it is not meant to be worn for a long time.
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 7:21 PM UTC
My Sweaters
Oh how I love wearing my sweaters I wear then in the morning,especially at night in the cold and summer in the public and private places when I fell all soo happy and also when I'm depressed It's like a shell It protects from this dangerous world the world criticism stings me giving me a lethal dose of paranoia and sleep deprivation Well  luckily I have my sweaters It's my cup of Joe my video game my secret lover my special listener my doctor my savior Oh it saves me alright from the world isolating me from the world making me lonely and cold But it is worth it oh this world can be dangerous i don't want my soul to be drain But eventually when I'm ready I will break from this cocoon and spread my wings so that everybody can see my warmth and salvation My sweaters they are nice to have but it is not meant to be worn for a long time.
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 7:21 PM UTC
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