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She turns her eyes I vaporise and realise everyone dies in the end. I tend to carp and criticise it hurts I see that in her eyes I vaporise. I die in my lines and bring death to the rhymes, at times it hurts even more than the eyes I adore, she turns her eyes I vaporise.
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
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She turns her eyes I vaporise and realise everyone dies in the end. I tend to carp and criticise it hurts I see that in her eyes I vaporise. I die in my lines and bring death to the rhymes, at times it hurts even more than the eyes I adore, she turns her eyes I vaporise.
john-edward-smallshaw
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70/English
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
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