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Mar 2015
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I want to heal, but how can i swallow the stars if I'm already choking on the ashes of his love?
The blood of his voice is seeping into my wounds and I can't breathe. He's gone ahead and set fire to my ribs that once used to embrace his butterflies.


WELL, MAYBE YOU JUST NEED TO TAKE A STEP BACK AND PEEL HIM OFF OF YOUR SKIN AND CAGE UP YOUR MEMORIES AND WAIT.  
Sometimes all it takes is time.
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Before the Moon Melts  India
(India)   
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