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why are we like this spilling words onto paper in dark lit rooms with doors closed heartbreak playing like a record and my heart is the record player
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Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 5:35 PM UTC
record player
why are we like this spilling words onto paper in dark lit rooms with doors closed heartbreak playing like a record and my heart is the record player
the scratches make me vintage
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15/F/earthspace
Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 5:35 PM UTC
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