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killing your little girl dreams one by one, with his hands and eyes like cigarettes. blood filling cheeks. tugging and pulling. Whispers of some things only for you.
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
not your little girl
killing your little girl dreams one by one, with his hands and eyes like cigarettes. blood filling cheeks. tugging and pulling. Whispers of some things only for you.
you've killed my little dreams...and I love you for it
abigail-kruke
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
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