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Letters To Cleo

so you'd trade me in for them when they're so mean i wouldn't do that if i were you why would you say all those love things when you knew you'd leave

i can stand here and do this again i can say it but where to begin i know that i'm caving in because i'm heavy i'm heavy so the wonder of you is done

everybody says that you're no good i don't pay attention though it doesn't matter though i know it should i don't pay attention so what's the use when

what would you do for me my sweet cherubic baby ideally way up high and lovely but i had a thought that i'n not waiting for you anymore i'm astral crystalline

the anchor is a kickstand so i'm taking you down with me to the wrong side of the quicksand and our flashlight destiny you can be the walker i'm gonna

once i knew this boy you wanted what you could get if you wanted is so bad why did you go and take it out in trade instead my momma cried she shook and

The Sunday Paper is a mess and I'm not gonna pick it up you are if I could just get on with it. It don't matter my hair's a mess cause you're not gonna

Ten thousand years have passed and [it] don't matter much to him that ten thousand years have passed before. There's nothing he can't do. Nothing he

Talk in sign, say something new Talk in circles, nothing better to do Message camouflage - same dead end Please say just what he's saying He ain't my