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once i am real i won't be ugly i'll be the wholest peice of joy that was ever served at a lover's table the details aren't pretty and my hair is a mess the most beautiful confessions are wrinkled and pressed the wholest fake person that there ever was but once i am real i'll fall and i'll buzz all over my words and all over the room a bee busy being in love with the moon
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Sep 3, 2011
Sep 3, 2011 at 7:07 PM UTC
a bee busy being
once i am real i won't be ugly i'll be the wholest peice of joy that was ever served at a lover's table the details aren't pretty and my hair is a mess the most beautiful confessions are wrinkled and pressed the wholest fake person that there ever was but once i am real i'll fall and i'll buzz all over my words and all over the room a bee busy being in love with the moon
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Sep 3, 2011
Sep 3, 2011 at 7:07 PM UTC
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