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Fingers through grass, Green. Stained against flesh, Guilty. The water will never wash away your crimes. Rip it from the earth, dirt against skin, Brown, Mud, Crusting. The water will never wash away the sin, Forever marked against your Pale Plaster Skin.
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Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC
Laundromat Dilemmas
Fingers through grass, Green. Stained against flesh, Guilty. The water will never wash away your crimes. Rip it from the earth, dirt against skin, Brown, Mud, Crusting. The water will never wash away the sin, Forever marked against your Pale Plaster Skin.
It's been a while since I've posted anything.
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Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC
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