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And when she got cold her fingers itched for a lighter. To light every crevice she held ablaze, to fend the dark away another day.
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Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 5:04 AM UTC
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And when she got cold her fingers itched for a lighter. To light every crevice she held ablaze, to fend the dark away another day.
#lighter
#sad
#heat
#feelings
#alone
#cold
#fire
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Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 5:04 AM UTC
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