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out into the wilderness you go to **** on that little bit of heaven to feel it, to feel something. once it was your ***** little secret but you can never be to careless with secrets the more you hide them the more apparent they become to those who you tried ever so carefully to disguise them from. as with every secret it was found people were hurt and you lost your little ritual your evening game. sent into the wild to do that one thing which keeps you sane. so as you stand there in the dark next to the trash bins where you belong and watch the glow of your friend flicker away think to yourself, is this okay?
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Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 9:05 PM UTC
cigarettes at 2am
out into the wilderness you go to **** on that little bit of heaven to feel it, to feel something. once it was your ***** little secret but you can never be to careless with secrets the more you hide them the more apparent they become to those who you tried ever so carefully to disguise them from. as with every secret it was found people were hurt and you lost your little ritual your evening game. sent into the wild to do that one thing which keeps you sane. so as you stand there in the dark next to the trash bins where you belong and watch the glow of your friend flicker away think to yourself, is this okay?
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Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 9:05 PM UTC
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