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i etched my sorrows on that picnic table sleeping by the river and i would have spilled blood if i was able able cuz i never could forgive her
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 10:30 PM UTC
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i etched my sorrows on that picnic table sleeping by the river and i would have spilled blood if i was able able cuz i never could forgive her
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 10:30 PM UTC
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