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Some nights I dream in silent movie sequences. Y en este mundo sin lengua amor es el accion solamente. This is why you are always saving me in black and white dreams and I- I am always running away. I don’t want to hurt you but, darling, I am the monster in your closet and the audience is screaming: Don’t save her - Run. Don’t love her - Run. Can’t you see? The monster is in bed next to you.
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Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 12:26 AM UTC
monster
Some nights I dream in silent movie sequences. Y en este mundo sin lengua amor es el accion solamente. This is why you are always saving me in black and white dreams and I- I am always running away. I don’t want to hurt you but, darling, I am the monster in your closet and the audience is screaming: Don’t save her - Run. Don’t love her - Run. Can’t you see? The monster is in bed next to you.
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Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 12:26 AM UTC
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