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I don't know why,

but when I'm high

I can't help my

urges to try

and find you.

You rubbed me in dirt;

I falsely assert

that it didn't hurt.

I still wear your shirt.

I miss you.

I don't know why,

I have tears in my eyes.

now that i'm high,

I think that I

may have loved you.

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Published: May 25, 2010
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