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[icamefallin]

How do you feel? That is the question...
But I forget you don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized and folded up like
Paper dolls and little notes, you can't expect a bit of hope
And while you're outside looking in, describing what you see
Remember what you're staring at is me

Cause I'm looking at you through

Comments

[mizswirly]

transform those words into a drink..i wonder what itd taste like