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Friday, February 10, 2012
There's nothing to write about anymore.
Im tired of making up my own songs.
Id rather sing someone elses'.
Off
Off
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Sunday, January 22, 2012
Sick (I wrote your favorite song on a bus, while I was late to band practice.)
Im sick
So sick
Oh, so sick.
Im sick of love
And Im sick of hate
Im tired of you and of waking up late
I
m bored to death
I dont care at all
I've got nothing left
What life?
Worth living?
Im sick
And tired
So sick
So tired
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Jolene Mattison
New York City, New York, United States
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