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Feb 2015
As I'm running through my dreams of you.
I see the story on repeat.
A burden lurking in the depths of my soul.
Longing for the life unlived, longing for paradise.
If they were ready.
If you were ready, when I was.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
(31/M/Hell)   
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