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Oct 2013
It's not you I want.
It's nothing anybody could understand.
I'm just searching for my man.
Searching and waiting, hopelessly dating.
I don't know if he's anywhere to be found.
Bamboozlers and impostors abound.
Anxious and tired, all my bullets now fired.
I give up, from now on i'll be in my cup.
Leila
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Leila
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