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How am I going to put you into words without making a mess? I am a mess This pencil is a kinked hose and my garden is dying by the second This paper is a safe and I forgot the combination This music makes no sound and this silence is too loud Am i screaming loud enough for you? Can you hear me over your own problems and your white lie whispers? Can you taste me over the bitterness of your own tongue? I need to lay down because I can't stand to see you.
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
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How am I going to put you into words without making a mess? I am a mess This pencil is a kinked hose and my garden is dying by the second This paper is a safe and I forgot the combination This music makes no sound and this silence is too loud Am i screaming loud enough for you? Can you hear me over your own problems and your white lie whispers? Can you taste me over the bitterness of your own tongue? I need to lay down because I can't stand to see you.
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
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