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how can a month paint my eyes and turn my tears into a fountain of numb feeling? yet i can still see this world through the layers you spread with your fingers. i can't find myself in these april showers. it shows, oh it shows
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 11:56 PM UTC
april shows
how can a month paint my eyes and turn my tears into a fountain of numb feeling? yet i can still see this world through the layers you spread with your fingers. i can't find myself in these april showers. it shows, oh it shows
breaking again; i guess it'll never go away
Atalanta
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 11:56 PM UTC
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