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Nov 2017
Held my favorite song
Wrapped it around myself
Like a soft blanket

Now I'm hearing it
As if it's my pillow
Laying down

I know there's bugs outside
Wanting to be inside
I'm scared I'll be sleeping

I don't think
I love you anymore

It's disappearing
Evaporating
Into the clouds

You want to
walk into the sunshine
Wearing all black
You'll sob

I caught myself
Skipping your song
eileen
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eileen
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     ---, Wyatt and Glassmuncher
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