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Sep 2020
I think of you,
While brushing my teeth,
And again at night,
When I can't fall asleep,
I think i know everything,
But, I still haven't learned,
To stop lighting matches,
That have already burned
I think i sound helpless,
On days when i miss you,
I think too much,
I guess that's the issue,
Domino Black
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Domino Black
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