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Drunk Handwriting
Saturday, March 27, 2010
across the street
When I'm bored with nothing to do
I hurt myself and think of you.
When it's the same and nothing's new
I lose myself in bands of blue.
Love and pain can be renewed
I hurt myself and love you too.
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