Unformatted text preview: Like me, hide your problems all up on a shelf. Close your eyes to your misery’s health, Let nobody in but me and yourself. Tattoos and memories, and everyone’s on trial, Letting your heart move just once in a while. My soul’s on fire, can be seen for a mile; I love you, baby, I just need you to smile....
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- Spring '09
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