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Vague blows to my mind Memories make me unkind Bitter and shallow to the core All this laying in bed has made me sore shameless *** With strangers just met fulling a void just isn't the same Without our conversations to keep me sane. Struggling with hello Picture you wearing those stilettos Holding the pillow at night Isnt you gripping me tight a wolf in sheeps clothing Turns into a sheep with self loathing wolf inside frightened to see light Future Looking dim and bleak, losing sight.
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Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 5:45 AM UTC
My bed sheets are like snakes, their grip is so tight
Vague blows to my mind Memories make me unkind Bitter and shallow to the core All this laying in bed has made me sore shameless *** With strangers just met fulling a void just isn't the same Without our conversations to keep me sane. Struggling with hello Picture you wearing those stilettos Holding the pillow at night Isnt you gripping me tight a wolf in sheeps clothing Turns into a sheep with self loathing wolf inside frightened to see light Future Looking dim and bleak, losing sight.
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Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 5:45 AM UTC
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