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i feel like: a violin string unprepared for pizzicato plucked too sharply the skin of a drum after ten thousand songs beat too hard a piano wire awaiting the strike strung too taut the singer's throat called for an encore too hoarse to scream
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 1:46 AM UTC
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i feel like: a violin string unprepared for pizzicato plucked too sharply the skin of a drum after ten thousand songs beat too hard a piano wire awaiting the strike strung too taut the singer's throat called for an encore too hoarse to scream
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 1:46 AM UTC
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