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memories seem fragile and yet one has no control it's a confusing network of strings intertwining with one another I wish I had a pair of scissors golden and beautiful, able to cut the strings which have clung to my heart for all of eternity
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Oct 6, 2020
Oct 6, 2020 at 2:08 PM UTC
Scissors, strings, and memories
memories seem fragile and yet one has no control it's a confusing network of strings intertwining with one another I wish I had a pair of scissors golden and beautiful, able to cut the strings which have clung to my heart for all of eternity
seraphimy
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Oct 6, 2020
Oct 6, 2020 at 2:08 PM UTC
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