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Borrowed from broken blood i live the nights, feeling each molecule pass lost in a wave in a haze I Care About You Sleeping in our Place I waited for you to be only together, you have a face that reminds me of peace and soli-dude and death how did I find you in a word that means nothing empty car; pathogen in a word of fret 7 11 sleeping on mattrasses
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
When the sun hits part II
Borrowed from broken blood i live the nights, feeling each molecule pass lost in a wave in a haze I Care About You Sleeping in our Place I waited for you to be only together, you have a face that reminds me of peace and soli-dude and death how did I find you in a word that means nothing empty car; pathogen in a word of fret 7 11 sleeping on mattrasses
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
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