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Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I had to stare at a table and smoke,
Even though I am not doing that or the other.
I am just listening and the sun is falling on the table
And when the dust rises, that is the smoke.
I missed waking up, so I got blinded by morning sun.
Thats what you get for falling asleep not hugging.

Stuff like this, it always makes me cry.



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