I'm a liar
I look at you and smile
you ask me what
but my automatic response is nothing
even though there are hundreds of things racing through my mind at a mile per minute
all of which are about you
s.r.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 10:52 AM UTC
I'm a liar
I look at you and smile
you ask me what
but my automatic response is nothing
even though there are hundreds of things racing through my mind at a mile per minute
all of which are about you
s.r.
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