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I don't know what I'm saying but it's 2:04 am and I just dry swallowed the last of my sleeping pills. I'm not sure if I want you here but I'm not sure I don't I wake up with glimpses of you when I close my eyes And even though I think I I left you in my dreams You're here- Sometimes I wish you would stay there because I can't stand waking up and feeling your absence when I never had you in the first place. I'm driving in circles and screaming out your name FEEL IT JUST FEEL IT Tell me if you thought of me when you saw your father smoking his cigarette and if you laughed when your glass hit the floor or if you stomped all over the broken pieces until they became a part of the ground. We're lying in the basement and I'm unfamiliar with the anatomy of falling for someone but I can hear the way your breath is shaking and the uncertainty is strangling me
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Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
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I don't know what I'm saying but it's 2:04 am and I just dry swallowed the last of my sleeping pills. I'm not sure if I want you here but I'm not sure I don't I wake up with glimpses of you when I close my eyes And even though I think I I left you in my dreams You're here- Sometimes I wish you would stay there because I can't stand waking up and feeling your absence when I never had you in the first place. I'm driving in circles and screaming out your name FEEL IT JUST FEEL IT Tell me if you thought of me when you saw your father smoking his cigarette and if you laughed when your glass hit the floor or if you stomped all over the broken pieces until they became a part of the ground. We're lying in the basement and I'm unfamiliar with the anatomy of falling for someone but I can hear the way your breath is shaking and the uncertainty is strangling me
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Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
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