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I often ponder sliding off this rock and float until I find my comfort zone, my love is greater than the distance, I call him, "home" But safety is not a comfort to me, an anxious kid in sorry soot. Never free from those that raised me I wanna prove you wrong but I can do anything but Weeping willow in disguise, curse I'll have for the rest of my life I care too much, but hate myself my stupid head is giving me hell
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 11:00 PM UTC
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I often ponder sliding off this rock and float until I find my comfort zone, my love is greater than the distance, I call him, "home" But safety is not a comfort to me, an anxious kid in sorry soot. Never free from those that raised me I wanna prove you wrong but I can do anything but Weeping willow in disguise, curse I'll have for the rest of my life I care too much, but hate myself my stupid head is giving me hell
this is supposed to be sang but I cant sing so here we go.
georgia-curtis
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 11:00 PM UTC
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