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Monday, July 26, 2010
Nights are long and dreams are cold.
If they're all you wake up to.
But should you rise with crying eyes, then I'll take care of you.
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Another reason.
Vicodin and Advil and all that good stuff.
Nights are long and dreams are cold.
And then I realized.
This day used to be painful.
We're just an endless blur.
And it breaks my heart.
Andrew and Hansol.
System shut down.
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