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plasticpaper layout up;
Paint what you know not what you see
Hope binds reason thankfully
Know how it when something fits
Then there's just a question of being it
And I'd do anything to see you smile again to see you smile again
But I'd go anywhere so as not to feel your pain
And I wanna live and the fear is all gone
I wanna protect and I know what it's from
I wasn't made of secrets like these
Chinese whispered memories
...
my mind is your gas tank, remotely located halfway across the sea -- but really, it's just at the very palm of your hand. empty it if you will. fill it up if you must.
already, my thoughts are larger than my own head. sometimes i know i have to stop thinking.
yet i don't want to. and i need to.
but i won't.
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