August 2011
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No laurel tree, just green envy
Will my number come up eventually?
Like...
– Bright Eyes
I walked over the hill to where we used to go sled.
There were a lot of little...
– The Perks of Being a Wildflower
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blood on the floor
sprinkling dots of red
across our white checkered floor
if...
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heavy hand on a heavy heart
second best, i never want to play that part
too long it seems
stitched together, held by what?
all my blood has begun to clot
and tell the truth, no more lies
i can see the answer behind your eyes
i can be the best that’s ever been
but it wouldn’t matter in line behind him
so sail off and push away
this boat always anchors to stay
and my fatal...
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Lydia is playing ATL on Oct 13th. DEAR GOD I MUST...
I’ll be there
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the wave it moves over me
spilling out like a crescent sea
my heart is filled...