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May 13, 2009

where is the reason? don’t blame it on me.
blame it on my wild heart.

[i think the heart broke long ago. thats when i needed you.]

i’m leaving.
you say i don’t even know how to start.

//

i’m looking for a little more than a drink and a walk up the street. i’ve got something more in mind…
you walk the world but most of what you’re looking for is under your nose.

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