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Once on a Thursday

When I try to get some energy out I end up making ironic jokes in my head To make the layers thicker And farther from my heart I find myself lost in the music breathing with the wind and running from my doubts forgetting what life's about The stars above me are always out every night shining bright so why can't I be my own star and keep on shining like them? lost in the music breathing with the wind so I'll wake up again in this moment, I think I'm going to be okay.
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Mar 7, 2016
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#feelings#sadness#happy#waking#up#okay#music#bright
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