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A yearning creeps inside Subtly It sits Patiently waiting To be the death of me I want what they have But I feel what they refuse to see Envy, green as grass, has slipped over me Cursed with knowledge, While blessed with bliss I watch, craving the connections They seem to make so easily
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Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 2:43 PM UTC
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A yearning creeps inside Subtly It sits Patiently waiting To be the death of me I want what they have But I feel what they refuse to see Envy, green as grass, has slipped over me Cursed with knowledge, While blessed with bliss I watch, craving the connections They seem to make so easily
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Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 2:43 PM UTC
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