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Dec 2010
Dotting my i's
tying off loose ends
why I wasted my time?
I cant comprehend

Chill in the air
Diamonds look dull
pressure in my brain
crushes my skull

Cant be myself
Contorted at the core
lets go back to "before"

I was happy
so it wasn't a waste
Now it's gone
but i remember
the taste

Maybe one day
While i'm dreaming
My mind teeming
and my smile, gleaming
I'll finally control the wheel
Everything is fine
But nothing can be this real
Joey Zimmerman
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