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a feeling that's starting to rise so tight, so rare, yet so special what is this and what's the price? hoping its something that isn't crucial now, it is there and cannot be explained wishing that it is not real, it cannot be real making scenarios you could never imagined which makes you feel nothing but ill you're making yourself believe something that is not in your gut and you lose 'cause only yourself is who you deceive and there's nothing worse than that (samber)
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC
deceiving self
a feeling that's starting to rise so tight, so rare, yet so special what is this and what's the price? hoping its something that isn't crucial now, it is there and cannot be explained wishing that it is not real, it cannot be real making scenarios you could never imagined which makes you feel nothing but ill you're making yourself believe something that is not in your gut and you lose 'cause only yourself is who you deceive and there's nothing worse than that (samber)
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC
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