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I tell the ghosts in the toll booths what haunts me but when you lie asleep next to me I hold my breath like I'm passing graveyards.

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Nov 26, 2013

Nov 26, 2013 at 3:40 PM UTC

Long car rides were made for the though of you.

I tell the ghosts in the toll booths what haunts me but when you lie asleep next to me I hold my breath like I'm passing graveyards.

jess-schwartz

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Nov 26, 2013

Nov 26, 2013 at 3:40 PM UTC

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