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illusions, confusions they all seem true when i think of the past i think about you into the deep end its natural but it'sblue i wonder and i wander its complicated but it's you in times and scenes its seems and its real its hard to accept but anything can feel abyss and release interpret conceal confiscate the obvious retaliate and deal my hands are old my conscience isn't clear manuscripts and confidence the truth can never steal will it ever be the questions in my mind marriage and soul commitment are really hard to find.
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Feb 20, 2010
Feb 20, 2010 at 10:40 PM UTC
the night
illusions, confusions they all seem true when i think of the past i think about you into the deep end its natural but it'sblue i wonder and i wander its complicated but it's you in times and scenes its seems and its real its hard to accept but anything can feel abyss and release interpret conceal confiscate the obvious retaliate and deal my hands are old my conscience isn't clear manuscripts and confidence the truth can never steal will it ever be the questions in my mind marriage and soul commitment are really hard to find.
erin haggerty
erin-haggerty
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Feb 20, 2010
Feb 20, 2010 at 10:40 PM UTC
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