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On some better day when words cannot fail when truth tends to fade and no one seems the same All that i remember is the color of your couch kind of like the universe in some ******** way We're sticking with hesitation nothing and no one can help us now We're ***** and swollen but i promise we will give back all that you own It's strangely deceiving the way that you look at me straight in the eye I can't help but notice how clearly you shift to one side Do you feel elevated? Somehow, maybe
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
Stink Eye
On some better day when words cannot fail when truth tends to fade and no one seems the same All that i remember is the color of your couch kind of like the universe in some ******** way We're sticking with hesitation nothing and no one can help us now We're ***** and swollen but i promise we will give back all that you own It's strangely deceiving the way that you look at me straight in the eye I can't help but notice how clearly you shift to one side Do you feel elevated? Somehow, maybe
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matthew-walsh
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
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