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Mistakes always happen.                        Step into anger.                 Stumble between a rock.                 Hanging down, bleeding.             Stones aimed, wounded soul.             Heat burns pillow at nightfall.            You can't step across the line.                   Bridges fall into heat.
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
The Last Day
Mistakes always happen.                        Step into anger.                 Stumble between a rock.                 Hanging down, bleeding.             Stones aimed, wounded soul.             Heat burns pillow at nightfall.            You can't step across the line.                   Bridges fall into heat.
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
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