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Jun 2013
I put my emotions in a bottle and sailed them out to sea.
Maybe they'll be carried away with all these thoughts of things that simply cannot be.
Don't patronize me. Don't you dare look at me and sigh.
And comfort me now? I had hoped you wouldn't try...

But the bottle is broken the moment you look me in the eye.
Mackenzie Vieth
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Mackenzie Vieth  The Midwest
(The Midwest)   
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