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Feb 2013
Everyone always tries to get me to smile.
Why can't they just let me be?
Like a thought without reason
And a sky that sees its reflection just past the ocean's breeze.
Miss Misery
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Miss Misery  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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