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Apr 2013
It happens every time
I get my hopes up
And I feel fine
It's my time
But then it all falls down
I want to drown.
My hope withers up and dies
Right before my eyes
And it sounds lame
But I want to do the same
Michael Gillen
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Michael Gillen  San Francisco, CA
(San Francisco, CA)   
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