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Jun 2015
it's 3am, i'm eating cereal and thinking of you
circling through my thoughts
wondering how it got this way
if it's all in my head
if i've created a world where we're together
speaking through the night
until the light comes back
until reality roars back into life
making me search for some truth in it all
some substance to the chemistry
some hope to grab onto
a circle of creation
one more message
one more response
waiting for an indication
Written by
BB Nothing
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