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It's really not you -it's me, you see I have a slight problem with intimacy Through the absent babble and lost words Somehow I speak, but am never really heard I lie awake; thoughts keep my eyes open Maybe I'll run a hot bath to soak in I can't help but feel bad for what I've done Fighting a war in my mind that can not be won
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Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 6:59 PM UTC
Slant Rhyme
It's really not you -it's me, you see I have a slight problem with intimacy Through the absent babble and lost words Somehow I speak, but am never really heard I lie awake; thoughts keep my eyes open Maybe I'll run a hot bath to soak in I can't help but feel bad for what I've done Fighting a war in my mind that can not be won
Pattern is ab
veneaking
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Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 6:59 PM UTC
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