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It's like clockwork, the angst finds me every day. I try so hard to explain but you never understand me. I don't want to live I can't pretend I have more to give. I'm not saying that this is it But I can't think of a reason to dust myself off and finally just live. Let live. But I gave in. I'm no man. Can't live and love when I can barely even stand. Don't say I make you happy when I know your smile is pretend.
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 9:16 AM UTC
is this it?
It's like clockwork, the angst finds me every day. I try so hard to explain but you never understand me. I don't want to live I can't pretend I have more to give. I'm not saying that this is it But I can't think of a reason to dust myself off and finally just live. Let live. But I gave in. I'm no man. Can't live and love when I can barely even stand. Don't say I make you happy when I know your smile is pretend.
stephen-paige
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 9:16 AM UTC
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