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Nov 2012
I'm coming out of a summer haze
Dropped now like the Fall's leaves,
Not the same girl
Dozing at noon, and,
Who forgets the most important things.
Dreaming more now then when asleep,
Like driving down a long sunny day,
No shades of grey.
Grinding my love in a broken song.
wandabitch
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wandabitch  Promethea
(Promethea)   
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