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you wake up on the wrong side of the love song. you're the faithless lover, not the jilted hero. but you've been on both sides, so you say fuck it. you always wondered when you'd get to that point where your old life seemed like a quantum jump away, where you lost that sense of gradualism, where each trangression against who you thought you were actually still hurt. well that moment arrived. you got nothing to lie about, to yourself or others. there's no innocent you to protect, there's no one who buys the boy you were and then sold on the side. so you have a sincere moment. tears come suddenly like the harmonica ripping through an ambling song.
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