..patience might kill me.
..the motions made have made me sick.
..all is not fair in love and war.
..my heart is too big for my body.
..the entanglement in my head is throbbing.
my day was great. thank you for asking.
ran from the indians at 11.
traveled the world in my head on 16.
said goodbyes at 2255.
and shed some small heartache in 3.
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