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The inseparable image between who you might be and who you showed me and the inseparable image of things said and things done and the questions, self posed, so selfish, so vain and involved ask yourself "why me?" in case you didn't know you did it to yourself and I wonder where you are, and Los Angeles is sunny? Shoot, man, I hoped it'd be gloomy since you left me didn't leave me when people leave they say "good-bye" self posed, so selfish, so vain and involved ask yourself "what did I do wrong?" I was only there where you left me hanging on your every word unable to enjoy the scenery of those around me as they offer their surprised looks when I tell them Life isn't what it's meant to be when people leave and Los Angeles is sunny? Don't want to hear your name but I keep saying it, and I've been literally laughing in my sleep picturing places where we'd eat tacos and talk, no touching, just feeling and being Drinking cheap beer with full flavour and catching you catching me and saying that I'm pretty self posed, so selfish, so vain and involved ask yourself
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
Sleep Laughing
The inseparable image between who you might be and who you showed me and the inseparable image of things said and things done and the questions, self posed, so selfish, so vain and involved ask yourself "why me?" in case you didn't know you did it to yourself and I wonder where you are, and Los Angeles is sunny? Shoot, man, I hoped it'd be gloomy since you left me didn't leave me when people leave they say "good-bye" self posed, so selfish, so vain and involved ask yourself "what did I do wrong?" I was only there where you left me hanging on your every word unable to enjoy the scenery of those around me as they offer their surprised looks when I tell them Life isn't what it's meant to be when people leave and Los Angeles is sunny? Don't want to hear your name but I keep saying it, and I've been literally laughing in my sleep picturing places where we'd eat tacos and talk, no touching, just feeling and being Drinking cheap beer with full flavour and catching you catching me and saying that I'm pretty self posed, so selfish, so vain and involved ask yourself
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liv-stoe
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
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