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Dec 2011
I keep waiting on my dream girl to wake up.
Shake off this **** and get out of this town.
I bet you prey on us just to starve to death,
I bet you pray for this just to starve.

Angels can't fly when it storms like this.
No angels can fly when this storm hits.
Thunder will shake those wings right off
God can't be as miserable as you are cold.

Keep sleeping, don't dare forget to breathe
Can't miss a second with those eyes clinched so tight.
I'll just leave if you'd rather go through this hell alone.
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matthewkirn
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