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I wish I could gather all your broken pieces , and heel the scars that the shatter had left in you. But here I am, oblivious of how to gather my own wreckage.
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 1:19 PM UTC
Wreckage.
I wish I could gather all your broken pieces , and heel the scars that the shatter had left in you. But here I am, oblivious of how to gather my own wreckage.
Inspired by someone.
deemz
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 1:19 PM UTC
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