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stars flow through these leaky pipes & i'm starting to wonder if the tattoos on your back are starting to face or are the yellow lights in our rooms are just dimming down maybe you should try drawing on my wrists again to stop them from itching maybe i shouldn't make you cold coffee anymore maybe you should change the dead bulbs in the house or maybe i should dye my hair to make you love me again
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC
Cold Rooms with Dead Bulbs
stars flow through these leaky pipes & i'm starting to wonder if the tattoos on your back are starting to face or are the yellow lights in our rooms are just dimming down maybe you should try drawing on my wrists again to stop them from itching maybe i shouldn't make you cold coffee anymore maybe you should change the dead bulbs in the house or maybe i should dye my hair to make you love me again
kayeberry
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC
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