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Mar 2015
the heart wants what it wants
no statement could be more crucially true
i hate the statements because it gives my head 0 control
like i am ******* floating and i don't even get a freaking chance to look at the ground
how will i know if my feet touch
they won't
they never will
someone just tell me
please just tell me
i am trapped
why are the skies so sad and the seas in my soul so angry
what can i do to make my self smile again
Dream out Loud
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Dream out Loud  nowhere, lost
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