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Nov 2014
I feel so restless
Since i have no place that feels like home
This house is filled with demons
I lie awake
My bones aching for you to come back
Left with no more tears to cry
Because you were the only thing
That ever felt like home
And this empty space in my bed
Haunts me like a ghost
Wilted Seaweed
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Wilted Seaweed  Utah
(Utah)   
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   David Ehrgott and Dreiliece
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