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The distance between you shakes the earth and you're just happy to feel something other than smoke from burning memories filling your lungs night after night. Well dear, at least now you're not as empty, but in the end you are what turns to ash.
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
Departed hearts
The distance between you shakes the earth and you're just happy to feel something other than smoke from burning memories filling your lungs night after night. Well dear, at least now you're not as empty, but in the end you are what turns to ash.
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
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