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your head buried in the grains, icy waves rush over slapping reality into you, forcing you further into the sand. you say you feel "pain without hope" then let me be that hope
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Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 6:08 PM UTC
let me be that hope
your head buried in the grains, icy waves rush over slapping reality into you, forcing you further into the sand. you say you feel "pain without hope" then let me be that hope
the sharp slap of reality doesn't always fix your problems a sequel to 'let me in'
#hope#letme#icy#slap#reality#buried#dying
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18/lost inside my head
Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 6:08 PM UTC
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