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they say love's not supposed to hurt but oh, i make it so i bleed your mother's sheets are stained with it a rusty knife in my lungs and everything, everything is spilling out i can't contain it
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Mar 17, 2024
Mar 17, 2024 at 6:16 AM UTC
five a.m.
they say love's not supposed to hurt but oh, i make it so i bleed your mother's sheets are stained with it a rusty knife in my lungs and everything, everything is spilling out i can't contain it
about being anxiously attached
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Mar 17, 2024
Mar 17, 2024 at 6:16 AM UTC
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