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if you search through the rubble, you'll still find fragments of me tainted by thoughts of you.
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
oh, what a lovely mess
if you search through the rubble, you'll still find fragments of me tainted by thoughts of you.
and you'll find me clutching at all of those could-have-been's, and its ironic when the things you live for, feel like its killing you; tearing you apart at the seams. © hallucinations | twenty-fifteen.
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
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