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I'm beside myself, What can I do? Having an OBE Because of you. I'm next to an idiot, The blame lies with you; Like an NDE, I'm leaving you. Is this a dream? My life's askew; I'm not what I seem Because of you. My body of bliss Roams looking for you; My love for you made An astral breakthrough. I'm on a spiritual walk On a plane that's new; This plane will crack If I'm snapped back to you. A paranormal snafu That won't do; But I'll return When my body's near you.
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 8:13 AM UTC
I"m Next to an Idiot
I'm beside myself, What can I do? Having an OBE Because of you. I'm next to an idiot, The blame lies with you; Like an NDE, I'm leaving you. Is this a dream? My life's askew; I'm not what I seem Because of you. My body of bliss Roams looking for you; My love for you made An astral breakthrough. I'm on a spiritual walk On a plane that's new; This plane will crack If I'm snapped back to you. A paranormal snafu That won't do; But I'll return When my body's near you.
francie-lynch
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 8:13 AM UTC
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