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happiness, tugging at me like a nagging child one who won't listen when I say, you need to let go of me some say that it's my own demise the worst kind of sabotage but I still don't believe I deserve this 'this' - warm hands, and a beating heart that beats... for me I can't understand what that means I've tried, and tried, and tried falling up short each As I stare at her, trying to explain why I search and I have no good reason at all
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 3:15 PM UTC
happiness
happiness, tugging at me like a nagging child one who won't listen when I say, you need to let go of me some say that it's my own demise the worst kind of sabotage but I still don't believe I deserve this 'this' - warm hands, and a beating heart that beats... for me I can't understand what that means I've tried, and tried, and tried falling up short each As I stare at her, trying to explain why I search and I have no good reason at all
kelly-landis
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 3:15 PM UTC
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