passenger leaves
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i know, the pictures turned out too clearly
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some felt blank
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but still others emit true feeling
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once he liked it
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twice he needed
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it was three until he stands believing
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the reason he can't pursue it
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the list goes on and on
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so what went wrong
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is your destination dwelling deep inside my all secluded loop
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my lungs, will not push for ways to say
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my arms are crossing just in case of you
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but the difference i couldn't tell
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his seams fall out of place when he agrees to pardon
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he wakes beneath her glaring stare
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he's not locked in anymore
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with all these plans and separations
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the two weren't burying stones
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and what happens near the others,
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there is still a shadow following him around
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he's scarred by stalking through the wearied entrance to his sunburnt heart
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her locking fists remind him who she wants
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Some Incriminating Photographs
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| The Faint |
