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harsh, blind -boy do i wish i was- a blackness shielding me from the face so daunting, and to show up in every single daydream almost as if I'm falling or are these memories clouding my mind? gentle, kind as your hands search me will you defend me from my demons tonight? -of course you will-
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Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 6:35 PM UTC
it's clear
harsh, blind -boy do i wish i was- a blackness shielding me from the face so daunting, and to show up in every single daydream almost as if I'm falling or are these memories clouding my mind? gentle, kind as your hands search me will you defend me from my demons tonight? -of course you will-
if only you were as easy to decode as an arubix cube (g)
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Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 6:35 PM UTC
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