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tonight i know it all has to being with the end we'll start again from the beginning where it doesn't hold us,  and it hasn't molded us into something we're not. our story's twisted, wrinkled,  flipped, and folded  its hard to hold our mistakes on the paper.  so lest just let it spill of the pages, back to the ages they belong. We'll start again from the beginning where it doesn't hold us,  and it hasn't molded us into something we're not.
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Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 3:17 PM UTC
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tonight i know it all has to being with the end we'll start again from the beginning where it doesn't hold us,  and it hasn't molded us into something we're not. our story's twisted, wrinkled,  flipped, and folded  its hard to hold our mistakes on the paper.  so lest just let it spill of the pages, back to the ages they belong. We'll start again from the beginning where it doesn't hold us,  and it hasn't molded us into something we're not.
kyla
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Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 3:17 PM UTC
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