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Looking through glass Disfigured at last Obscure my view so I do not choose you Clear mind Clear head I love you You said These roots do not grow Entrenched in sorrow Look through the glass And you can see tomorrow I miss you You said Looking through glass, I nodded my head.
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 7:43 AM UTC
When you are here
Looking through glass Disfigured at last Obscure my view so I do not choose you Clear mind Clear head I love you You said These roots do not grow Entrenched in sorrow Look through the glass And you can see tomorrow I miss you You said Looking through glass, I nodded my head.
When you are not here I'm rational
#love#confusion#nosleep#perception#reality#sadness#relationship
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 7:43 AM UTC
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