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this morning I couldn't breathe, and now I can.
why cry when I've so much to be thankful for?
Simple, really, I want things that I'll never have.
So it goes.
"He turns off the slide and it doesn't look right,
and all of these bastards are taking his place, he's forgotten but not yet gone."
and I'm sorry...
I wish I could draw.
why cry when I've so much to be thankful for?
Simple, really, I want things that I'll never have.
So it goes.
"He turns off the slide and it doesn't look right,
and all of these bastards are taking his place, he's forgotten but not yet gone."
and I'm sorry...
I wish I could draw.