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Dec 2015
sometimes, don't you wish you could just
disappear
disappear
disappear now
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I wring my hands of this
I wring it all
Shake my head in anger
Shake it off
If you're looking for a savior,
well, aren't we all?
I'm still looking for repair of what's been done years before.
And I stare at the world in different tones
And I swear, sometimes
I just don't know.
Would you forget, would you forgive, would you  go?
Terra Lopez
Written by
Terra Lopez  oakland, ca
(oakland, ca)   
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