the lines on your face used to be soft,
and seamless.
and now they're jagged.
like you.
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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. - Eugene O'Neill
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- this can't be it.
- the sound of being around you.
- my latest dream.
- i will always give credit where it is due.
- my friend falling in love with film.
- say.
- You are business. And this is pleasure.
- Finally.
- 100.
- My Dad said epic.
- Feud.
- lines.
- if i die tomorrow,
- Golgi.
- With every cell With every mitochondria With ever...
- a star is born.
- came across this today.
- you put my psych in psychedelic.
- my mistrust.
- Lies.
- Unfinished.
- eyes.
- back to you.
- The worst kind of unhappiness is the kind you crea...
- Him.
- Surface.
- I spend a lot of time on the freeway. There's more...
- I'm done playing games.
- blessed.
- ah, the high road.
- i can't wait to see you again.
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