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if each and every hurtful thing you said to me was a cut on my thigh, i'd have a never ending tragedy dripping from the tips of my finger
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Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 3:26 AM UTC
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if each and every hurtful thing you said to me was a cut on my thigh, i'd have a never ending tragedy dripping from the tips of my finger
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Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 3:26 AM UTC
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