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A thousand times a day I think of you All the things we could do I want you close I want you near Someone to make the time pass But now is not my time I know when the tears come I'll ask myself the age old question And I know in my current skin I have not grown But I long for someone to take away the aloneness. I sit here and I look and you and I dont want what you have... I dont envy So when the tears come rollin Ask yourself have you grown The ripening discomfort of being alone
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Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 2:33 PM UTC
Sour Applesauce
A thousand times a day I think of you All the things we could do I want you close I want you near Someone to make the time pass But now is not my time I know when the tears come I'll ask myself the age old question And I know in my current skin I have not grown But I long for someone to take away the aloneness. I sit here and I look and you and I dont want what you have... I dont envy So when the tears come rollin Ask yourself have you grown The ripening discomfort of being alone
Dating is rough
Kamblamian
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Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 2:33 PM UTC
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