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Like the blues in the denim Wash after wash We draw on new layers even when our being is stripped apart. And it takes more than a deep swallow of nothing and more and it takes more than a hard fist that grips at nothing and more We just want to be desired but shades of grey we all become
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Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 8:59 PM UTC
Fades
Like the blues in the denim Wash after wash We draw on new layers even when our being is stripped apart. And it takes more than a deep swallow of nothing and more and it takes more than a hard fist that grips at nothing and more We just want to be desired but shades of grey we all become
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Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 8:59 PM UTC
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