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**I miss you Now you only exist through photographs      And I wonder if you smile between the frozen moments I see of you    I plead its true           Cause I'm bleeding new negatives of myself     But the only pain I've felt was putting you on a shelf                  I can't see it any different     I think of you an infant and now I see you crawling and I wanna call your momma but I wonder if it matters and when to cut ties      I cut all the veins until most of it died      I got blood on my hands but most of it dried   Somehow the blood mixed with filth and a vine grew inside       And I wonder if I can touch your face if I climb**         ***When is all lost? When its all tossed aside and goes out with the tide?                    I need a vanilla sky to make a horizon and bring back the water              Meanwhile I hear mommas having a daughter and I want her to be a doctor automatically      Cause success is something none of us ever got to see***
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 3:21 PM UTC
Stream of conciousness became a trickle
**I miss you Now you only exist through photographs      And I wonder if you smile between the frozen moments I see of you    I plead its true           Cause I'm bleeding new negatives of myself     But the only pain I've felt was putting you on a shelf                  I can't see it any different     I think of you an infant and now I see you crawling and I wanna call your momma but I wonder if it matters and when to cut ties      I cut all the veins until most of it died      I got blood on my hands but most of it dried   Somehow the blood mixed with filth and a vine grew inside       And I wonder if I can touch your face if I climb**         ***When is all lost? When its all tossed aside and goes out with the tide?                    I need a vanilla sky to make a horizon and bring back the water              Meanwhile I hear mommas having a daughter and I want her to be a doctor automatically      Cause success is something none of us ever got to see***
LunarLena
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 3:21 PM UTC
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