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*from out of this sickbed i put my heart on the floor take it break it smash it fake it because i don't need it no more it's heavy, locked and loaded and doesn't belong to me i'm tired of myself these days waiting for angels to be free they would like to walk with you feeling sorry for the other side i can still hear them fighting playing seek and hide*
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
Tell me, can u get away?
*from out of this sickbed i put my heart on the floor take it break it smash it fake it because i don't need it no more it's heavy, locked and loaded and doesn't belong to me i'm tired of myself these days waiting for angels to be free they would like to walk with you feeling sorry for the other side i can still hear them fighting playing seek and hide*
nienkella
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
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