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Look into her eyes, she's broken. Realiz that, that smile doent hide everything. That pen doesnt cut the pain away. Pain is something that demands to be felt. Once its felt, it will slowly, but surely, turn into a memory
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC
Pain
Look into her eyes, she's broken. Realiz that, that smile doent hide everything. That pen doesnt cut the pain away. Pain is something that demands to be felt. Once its felt, it will slowly, but surely, turn into a memory
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC
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