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with every grain of sand that drops one less word is devoted to you i still talk like someone is listening but i know your ears have long since tuned out living in a place where everybody speaks truth has good intentions likes simple things population unknown because everyone expects the worst in people i'd rather expect the best and be let down than live in fear of the evil behind every mask at the pit of every heart it might be imagined or maybe everything is the sand and the words won't run out but i will
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Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 3:59 PM UTC
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with every grain of sand that drops one less word is devoted to you i still talk like someone is listening but i know your ears have long since tuned out living in a place where everybody speaks truth has good intentions likes simple things population unknown because everyone expects the worst in people i'd rather expect the best and be let down than live in fear of the evil behind every mask at the pit of every heart it might be imagined or maybe everything is the sand and the words won't run out but i will
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Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 3:59 PM UTC
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