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there are ghosts in my eyes and they scream into my ears; there are ghosts in your touch and they feel like all those years but i think we can shake them.
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Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 10:10 AM UTC
your passion, snapping
there are ghosts in my eyes and they scream into my ears; there are ghosts in your touch and they feel like all those years but i think we can shake them.
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Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 10:10 AM UTC
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