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Feeling: melancholy

Splintered piece of glass falls in the seat and gets caught. These broken windows, open locks... reminders of the youth we lost. In trying so hard to look away from you, we followed white lines to the sunset. I crash my car everyday the same way.

I think I'm just going to make a diary to put songs in because I'm just filling this one up with lyrics haha. Anyways... today was uneventful... yeah. that's it.
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