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I'm the thief of your dreams; I've gone and turned them all black. Everything you wanted for me, everything you hoped I'd be I threw back. Now you worry and smother me with all of your good intentions, But I lie to you through my teeth-- even my "truths" are inventions.
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Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 11:49 PM UTC
Good Intentions
I'm the thief of your dreams; I've gone and turned them all black. Everything you wanted for me, everything you hoped I'd be I threw back. Now you worry and smother me with all of your good intentions, But I lie to you through my teeth-- even my "truths" are inventions.
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Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 11:49 PM UTC
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