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And a polite nod.
And This,
ISMY journey.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
A slight wave,
And a polite nod.
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- In Days Past.,,
- Man Thing.
- "Honor the victims"
- I Tried. Guess I'm Not Ready To Get Better. Good....
- If It Kills Me,
- Unwell - Matchbox Twenty
- When I'm Gone?
- Change Of Pace,
- It All Begins To Echo
- I Wanna Know.
- Dear Beast,
- My Jello..
- Please.
- [Trying To Hold, Just A Second Longer.]
- And Now.
- He Is
- Its All In The Faith
- He Said,
- These Arms
- For now i pretend..
- I've Had It.
- These Days,
- She Returns.
- "Not Now"
- ..So much of me to go around
- Reconnections?
- Always Here For You..
- Cue Exit
- Matt Erno -
- I Am =
- Motion City Sound Track -
- [Goodbye Agian.]
- Sick Puppies -
- Edit Self.
- Numbers,
- no more tears
- The Words To Every Song.
- Numbness
- second serenade/.;
- Panic Attack.
- The Things I Tell You
- Starved. Its A Good Thing
- This Is How It Spirals.
- tell me the truth
- Not Even The Damned
- I unlike some people
- CUE HEART FAILUR
- RuNnINg
- PLANS
- .,"
- Pehaps. Only Perhaps.
- Take MyHand,
- Take Two>?
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