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Well, can't think of much - so I'm bored maybe I'll smoke a little more and remember what you were(or could've I possibly forgotten) sweet caresses like summer sun and eyes burning with beautiful life never to be mine - mocking, like the comedian last nite on TV,at everything that seemed to hold even the remotest of value
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Feb 23, 2010
Feb 23, 2010 at 5:11 PM UTC
Bored
Well, can't think of much - so I'm bored maybe I'll smoke a little more and remember what you were(or could've I possibly forgotten) sweet caresses like summer sun and eyes burning with beautiful life never to be mine - mocking, like the comedian last nite on TV,at everything that seemed to hold even the remotest of value
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Feb 23, 2010
Feb 23, 2010 at 5:11 PM UTC
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