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Feb 2018
who are you

and whats your name

it feels like i met you before

in crowded living rooms

and broken down basements

feels like you're with everyone, and no one at all.



my only meaningful relationship is hundreds of miles away

and its so very distant that it matters less and less every day

but i can't move on


pick up my coat

i know what i did wrong

go home

maybe i can give it another try
Doll Spaghetti
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Doll Spaghetti  fuckin akron
(fuckin akron)   
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   Maya
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