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21 August 2010
"Somewhere under water maybe you could find my heart 'Cause that's where I threw it after you had torn it out Three days ago The doctor told me, "Every skyline and every night spent alone Are tearing
"Last night I dreamt you called from Costa Rica The place you've been for the last two weeks You said, "I miss you, oh sweet boy, and will you come on down?" I woke up to my cold sheets and the smell
"This isn't the way we planned I wasn't supposed to forget your taste Like nights spent figuring all the ways that we came to this place There we were alone on top of your old rooftop in Highland Park
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