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"I want to take you far from the cynics in this town and kiss you on the mouth"
He's my reoccurring dream. Why can't he enter a different girls mind? Why my mind? Why my fucked up mind?
I'm already crazy enough, or so everyone thinks.
When I look in the mirror, I appear sane.
But then again, mirrors have a tendency of lying.
But don't we all?
He's my reoccurring dream. Why can't he enter a different girls mind? Why my mind? Why my fucked up mind?
I'm already crazy enough, or so everyone thinks.
When I look in the mirror, I appear sane.
But then again, mirrors have a tendency of lying.
But don't we all?