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emotions stacked neatly beside one another like the novels on the bookshelves in your best friends room each tucked away, exactly how she liked them to be refusing to be opened (felt), for fear of their power and then he stumbled in lightly thumbing through the pages of many emotions seemingly in awe of their beauty encouraging their existence, giving just enough only to slam them shut once more damaging their spines ripping those delicate and untouched pages until every book is empty she found herself shoulder-deep in the pages of past emotions restocking her shelves (and wishing that paper could ****
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 10:31 PM UTC
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emotions stacked neatly beside one another like the novels on the bookshelves in your best friends room each tucked away, exactly how she liked them to be refusing to be opened (felt), for fear of their power and then he stumbled in lightly thumbing through the pages of many emotions seemingly in awe of their beauty encouraging their existence, giving just enough only to slam them shut once more damaging their spines ripping those delicate and untouched pages until every book is empty she found herself shoulder-deep in the pages of past emotions restocking her shelves (and wishing that paper could ****
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 10:31 PM UTC
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