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Tightning these loose ends will never be snug all around Something will always slip through my grasp As I'm picking up the pieces you'll still sleep sound I'll always find a way to change but I'll never transform into who I want to be Things will go fine for a while and it seems I'll never cease to smile When things are going well I always seem to find a way to make it hell Does anyone try as hard as me to make sure they have personality? Find me where I don't want to be found Talk to me when I'm lost without words Hear me where I don't think I'll be heard Live as though I never existed at all
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Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
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Tightning these loose ends will never be snug all around Something will always slip through my grasp As I'm picking up the pieces you'll still sleep sound I'll always find a way to change but I'll never transform into who I want to be Things will go fine for a while and it seems I'll never cease to smile When things are going well I always seem to find a way to make it hell Does anyone try as hard as me to make sure they have personality? Find me where I don't want to be found Talk to me when I'm lost without words Hear me where I don't think I'll be heard Live as though I never existed at all
I guess I'll see you around...
hopeless-coward
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Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
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