Aug 18, 2010

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like nothing I'm doing is real
feeling bad for trying
sometimes letting my fingers run wild
across the keyboard cut
coarse in the screenlight in the
night in my bed in the house
I've lived my whole life

I'm doing nothing real
I know there's not much more I can do

I can't say I've tried very hard
because I don't know what to do
: : :

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