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Fear ruptures in the pit of my stomach Waxing and Waning Tears ebb with only the intent to cool the Flames At which turn did I become so deranged?
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 4:49 PM UTC
No Left Turn on Red
Fear ruptures in the pit of my stomach Waxing and Waning Tears ebb with only the intent to cool the Flames At which turn did I become so deranged?
#fear#life#pain#time#growth#changes#caution
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tina-mckenzie
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 4:49 PM UTC
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