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Jul 2013
prefaced by the only glimpse of glamour that I could ever give.

you found me walking downtown streets alone.
I found myself wishing I hadn't gone down that road.

we can hold our guilt above our heads just until the dawn begins to break.
we can hold our guilt above our heads until the spell is broken.

and now my Β eyes won't focus.
and now I'm losing my appetite.

you've seen me walking down the empty aisles,Β 
you've caught me wishing I could sweep the day into the night.
Leah
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Leah  I'm around.
(I'm around.)   
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   ---, st64 and madeline may
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