Taste A Memory

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December 2010

I'd take off my headphones, just to hear every word you say,
hanging off the edge of my seat, while you star in your very own play,
i've got a lot of baggage, but never think me wrong,
loneliness is my steroid, alone i become confident and strong,
i see you but don't notice, hear you but don't really care,
i'm feeling no one but myself, not sure when i'll feel open again to share,
for you i would have taken off my headphones and cut my hair,
now i see you, hear you, smell you, feel you....
but I don't really care.

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