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bushes, you've beaten about them & smoke, you've blown-- you've circled your fist a few times to get to your thumb & you've tiptoed around&around;&around--; [stutters&wells;&whatdoYOUthinks;&um;/um/umms--] but the answer is still in the mist of unnecessary cocktails & dawdling moments, misplaced emotions-- I'm just as confused as you, & the mixtapes you've made just won't do this time-- because music can speak louder than words, [if your words cannot be found in the first place]; but you've been searching for them half as long as you've been searching for something else-- --that is--                                                                                           --yourself. **for just because I have found you, doesn't mean that you have just yet.**
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 6:15 PM UTC
your maundering.
bushes, you've beaten about them & smoke, you've blown-- you've circled your fist a few times to get to your thumb & you've tiptoed around&around;&around--; [stutters&wells;&whatdoYOUthinks;&um;/um/umms--] but the answer is still in the mist of unnecessary cocktails & dawdling moments, misplaced emotions-- I'm just as confused as you, & the mixtapes you've made just won't do this time-- because music can speak louder than words, [if your words cannot be found in the first place]; but you've been searching for them half as long as you've been searching for something else-- --that is--                                                                                           --yourself. **for just because I have found you, doesn't mean that you have just yet.**
i can hear the backburner sizzling, calling my name.
dorothylynn
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 6:15 PM UTC
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