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You hang out in art galleries. I try to balance my anxiety Too many things to worry about... I'll write you off one by one Till you are no longer on my mind Too bad I can't ******* write! My hands hold negative energy I try to hide them, cover them up None of it correlates.
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Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 11:15 PM UTC
Can't Write
You hang out in art galleries. I try to balance my anxiety Too many things to worry about... I'll write you off one by one Till you are no longer on my mind Too bad I can't ******* write! My hands hold negative energy I try to hide them, cover them up None of it correlates.
alyce-marie
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Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 11:15 PM UTC
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