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can't shake the feeling that i'm not enough and no-one else has anything better to say on the subject; she feels like being hypnotized and when i look in her eyes i don't know if she's real or not, i've been down this road before. is she a pretty face i'm stealing glances of or is she a figment? oh, what a shame. god, she's like a glass of red wine sitting against my lips, souring every kiss, and just like wine i'm gonna disappoint my lover by taking another sip. i feel so full of wreckage and broken glass i think tonight i'm in over my head.
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 7:41 PM UTC
breaking out of this
can't shake the feeling that i'm not enough and no-one else has anything better to say on the subject; she feels like being hypnotized and when i look in her eyes i don't know if she's real or not, i've been down this road before. is she a pretty face i'm stealing glances of or is she a figment? oh, what a shame. god, she's like a glass of red wine sitting against my lips, souring every kiss, and just like wine i'm gonna disappoint my lover by taking another sip. i feel so full of wreckage and broken glass i think tonight i'm in over my head.
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 7:41 PM UTC
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