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You are addicted to your own sadness, only speaking upon your hardships so you can feel something again. you latch onto the pure ones in hope of being found, but once you've been corrupted there's no turning around, So be gentle with the innocent ones left, for they can remind you of what life was before you wept.
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Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
The pure and the damaged
You are addicted to your own sadness, only speaking upon your hardships so you can feel something again. you latch onto the pure ones in hope of being found, but once you've been corrupted there's no turning around, So be gentle with the innocent ones left, for they can remind you of what life was before you wept.
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Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
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