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Nov 2013
My eyes are tired
My head hurts
My back aches
But my heart...
My heart is ripped,
Jagged edges showing.
Wooden splinters embedded in its flesh,
And it's all
Because of you
Psychedelic love songs take me away,
And I'll still be thinking of you

As always

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me gs  Wisco
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