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Oct 29
Why do i look at it
like you're waiting?

why do i pray that your there,
when your not?

why do i look at it,
thinking if you look at it wondering if i'm waiting?

trust me baby,
i am.
Written by
kokoro  F
(F)   
201
     South by Southwest
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