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May 2014
so this is what it feels like to waste an entire day
I have been lost under covers and suffocating under thoughts
and all I can think of is you
there are moths in my mouth and there is waste in my brain
and tomorrow I hope will be better than today
but right now all I can think of is you
you said you'd make my day better (I believe you)
though you never have to (it's not your job)
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   Amanda, Marshall CB Hiatt and Mary
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