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and then, the crash
feelings blotted up like the shadows
of water droplets creeping down glass
screaming in my head songs
that are cutthroat just to make the real pain
less obvious
it's the same old, same fucking story
it's not like anything
or anyone can make it better
so why the hell
bother
anymore?
it's not like i
will get better anytime soon
so why the hell bother
pretending i can?
of water droplets creeping down glass
screaming in my head songs
that are cutthroat just to make the real pain
less obvious
it's the same old, same fucking story
it's not like anything
or anyone can make it better
so why the hell
bother
anymore?
it's not like i
will get better anytime soon
so why the hell bother
pretending i can?
Published 19th Jan 2010
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