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i don't trust myself the words that slip from my trembling lips the actions fulfilled by my shivering hands the thoughts that run rampant through my reeling mind like rivers cutting through a winter-stricken forest and here i sit shaking because here i sit freezing i don't trust myself
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Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
winter forest
i don't trust myself the words that slip from my trembling lips the actions fulfilled by my shivering hands the thoughts that run rampant through my reeling mind like rivers cutting through a winter-stricken forest and here i sit shaking because here i sit freezing i don't trust myself
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Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
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