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Dec 2016
I think I'm fine until I'm crying in my kitchen
These emotions I need to let go of,
I've been trying to give them a way every chance I get
But they linger like a vagrant in the alley by the bar asking me for a cigarette
Maybe tomorrow I'll find myself at home
But today it seems I'm still traveling in unknown disaster that's merely denial dressed up divine
Green Eyed Blues
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Green Eyed Blues  La la land
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