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a broken mirror a bleeding fist a silver blade against a wrist tears falling down to lips unkissed ignore her and she wont exist she's not hte kind you'll come to miss (c.m.h)
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 8:38 AM UTC
not the kind you'll come to miss
a broken mirror a bleeding fist a silver blade against a wrist tears falling down to lips unkissed ignore her and she wont exist she's not hte kind you'll come to miss (c.m.h)
just-a-girl
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 8:38 AM UTC
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