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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.
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8 months ago on September 10, 2012 at 04:23pm
Down the rabbit hole. on Flickr.
8 months ago on August 29, 2012 at 02:54pm
Desolate
8 months ago on August 27, 2012 at 05:05pm
work limits redux by SuperDewa on Flickr.
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enculasse
1 year ago on November 20, 2011 at 09:30am
Last Train Home (by moaan)
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1 year ago on November 14, 2011 at 12:11pm
It would be better if she were rapping right now.
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1 year ago on November 05, 2011 at 06:39pm
step in front of a runaway train
it’s so far
just to feel alive again
pushing forward through the night
aching chest and blurry sight
so far awaycold wind blows into the skin
can’t believe the state you’re in
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1 year ago on October 29, 2011 at 06:14pm
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1 year ago on October 17, 2011 at 12:43pm
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