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i’m careful now like you should have been, when i catch my own reflection in the mirror and i’m sorry god i’m sorry for the way your mother screamed and the way your grandfather cried but the tree at the end of the lane isn’t the only thing warped and weathered and the clouds are rolling in again
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 6:07 PM UTC
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i’m careful now like you should have been, when i catch my own reflection in the mirror and i’m sorry god i’m sorry for the way your mother screamed and the way your grandfather cried but the tree at the end of the lane isn’t the only thing warped and weathered and the clouds are rolling in again
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 6:07 PM UTC
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