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You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface, but your soul is dancing with the devil rushing throught the dark night darkness is your calmness danger is your food You've been so careless of who you love steadily trusting the wrong people exeggerating every unpleasant moment and diving into artificial pleasures
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Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 4:36 PM UTC
Soul Song
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface, but your soul is dancing with the devil rushing throught the dark night darkness is your calmness danger is your food You've been so careless of who you love steadily trusting the wrong people exeggerating every unpleasant moment and diving into artificial pleasures
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22/F/London
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 4:36 PM UTC
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