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you can be that tortured soul as much as you wish dreaming of her and passing the cigarette to me she can be your lover, your midnight dreams she could be your everything, she could be your queen but she's not here it's just me right by your side boneless with fear
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
xiv (or, you'll wake up i'm sure of it)
you can be that tortured soul as much as you wish dreaming of her and passing the cigarette to me she can be your lover, your midnight dreams she could be your everything, she could be your queen but she's not here it's just me right by your side boneless with fear
jayd-green
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
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