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I'm tired of feeling your hands instead of his. I'm remembering and shattering and losing myself to the pain. Get out, get out, get out.
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 1:45 PM UTC
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I'm tired of feeling your hands instead of his. I'm remembering and shattering and losing myself to the pain. Get out, get out, get out.
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 1:45 PM UTC
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