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#18
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Espy
Wanderer
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Writing essays past midnight, LIKE A FREAKING BOSS.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 02-26-2011, 04:39 AM
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