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The room is dark.
The truth is hidden.
You still haven’t come.
And I’m not sure why
But my life just keeps on passing me by.
And you won’t come about
No matter how much I shout.
So I’ll just have to get up
And walk myself out.
The lights come on.
The room is bright.
The truth is seen.
Hey, I'm Lexie. Let's get married.
1 year ago on November 24, 2011 at 05:24pm
new york city snow storm (by ho_hokus)
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1 year ago on November 05, 2011 at 06:35pm
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1 year ago on September 29, 2011 at 06:13pm
Statue of Liberty, 1967 by David Plowden
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1 year ago on September 27, 2011 at 12:29am
Pray, Myrtle-Wycoff Station, Bushwick
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