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i cut my feet on broken glass but i couldn't feel pain until i saw you in its reflection
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Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 1:39 AM UTC
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i cut my feet on broken glass but i couldn't feel pain until i saw you in its reflection
a lot of you are probably thinking i'm really depressed right now but really it's late, i'm tired, and i'm just forcing random poems out of my mind. Midnight is the poetic hour, folks...
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Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 1:39 AM UTC
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