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I lay alone in a hotel room, 7:14 I sung no forgotten sonnet. Honestly Picked up the phone and screamed Threw a bundle of papers against the wall Killed my sleep and murdered my intuition Pushed my bed into the ocean. Just listened Young. 21. Hands on heart. Outspoken truth + 2, 23. That's me. No use scratching an itch I wander 4 corners. Sunken refuse extends Curtain covered window life from the outside in Kept it clotted. Your advances were knotted in rope But I slowed down. Peeled back and removed the wound Took a tumble inside. Let the dream die Wilted in agony. Placed my feet onto the cold stone floor I'm not me anymore. I payed for this, yes? It was then I took a life, an idea. Just like I haven't said...
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC
Lakeview Hotel: Room 204
I lay alone in a hotel room, 7:14 I sung no forgotten sonnet. Honestly Picked up the phone and screamed Threw a bundle of papers against the wall Killed my sleep and murdered my intuition Pushed my bed into the ocean. Just listened Young. 21. Hands on heart. Outspoken truth + 2, 23. That's me. No use scratching an itch I wander 4 corners. Sunken refuse extends Curtain covered window life from the outside in Kept it clotted. Your advances were knotted in rope But I slowed down. Peeled back and removed the wound Took a tumble inside. Let the dream die Wilted in agony. Placed my feet onto the cold stone floor I'm not me anymore. I payed for this, yes? It was then I took a life, an idea. Just like I haven't said...
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connor-reid
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC
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