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if this room bites, then so do I; remember how many times change has been spoken, uttered though ****** teeth. you make your own wounds, you collect your own tears, you tear apart your own red string. If this room bites, There’s no need to knock- I’ll be here.
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 7:09 AM UTC
if this room bites
if this room bites, then so do I; remember how many times change has been spoken, uttered though ****** teeth. you make your own wounds, you collect your own tears, you tear apart your own red string. If this room bites, There’s no need to knock- I’ll be here.
#lonely#tears#darkness#room
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 7:09 AM UTC
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