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kurapika
kurapika
a small tiny queer with a big burden
hello it's been a while since we've talked you let me become a stranger another face on a milk carton helpless and sad; a lost soul hello it's been a while since we talked i heard you went to my funeral where they buried who i used to be hello a introduction; a greeting but you let my hello turned strangled. hello scratched through my dry throat and when it finally pushed past my cracked lips hello sounded far too much like help
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 9:48 PM UTC
scratches
how im struck with such a sadness to hear you say my name once again; formerly so lively and colourful, gently murmured now uttered as though you would with a black and white passerby and it appears we're under a blue moon because i can't seem to recognize you
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 9:43 AM UTC
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