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Maybe it’s this Drink That’s making my Vision Swirl like Hurricanes I keep breaking Everything in my path Vases Picture frames Hearts The only clear Vision I have Is that look On your face When I told you 'I love you' Your muddy brown eyes Look just beyond Mine The sound Of your Silence Sits atop my Eardrums
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
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Maybe it’s this Drink That’s making my Vision Swirl like Hurricanes I keep breaking Everything in my path Vases Picture frames Hearts The only clear Vision I have Is that look On your face When I told you 'I love you' Your muddy brown eyes Look just beyond Mine The sound Of your Silence Sits atop my Eardrums
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
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