danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

I haven’t slept in what seems like a century and now I can barely breathe

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Just like a crow chasing the butterfly dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were getting high as outer space
I never thought you’d slip away I guess I was just a little too late

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Author: danistrulytheman

I'm still a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

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