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![]() like the tides of my life, and the rest of it all and your bones have been my bedframe and your flesh has been my pillow I am waiting for sleep to offer up the deep with both hands |
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![]() and every time i blink i have a tiny dream but as bad as i am i'm proud of the fact that i'm worse than i seem |
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