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I was empty and you filled me, and I thought it was good like flowers growing in the cracks, but I was wrong; you were a tree that took root in the middle of my sidewalk and broke the cement apart and left me crumbling
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Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 12:10 AM UTC
Crumbling.
I was empty and you filled me, and I thought it was good like flowers growing in the cracks, but I was wrong; you were a tree that took root in the middle of my sidewalk and broke the cement apart and left me crumbling
Kacefont
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Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 12:10 AM UTC
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