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I keep rubbing my hands for heat Trying to warm you but not melt you- To hold you in any state I can You're consistent as water Obsession is an addiction that preys on the desperately distracted A sure sign that I'm not healed
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Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 12:19 PM UTC
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I keep rubbing my hands for heat Trying to warm you but not melt you- To hold you in any state I can You're consistent as water Obsession is an addiction that preys on the desperately distracted A sure sign that I'm not healed
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26/F/Earth, maybe.
Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 12:19 PM UTC
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