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May 2015
Dont go
Im used to running away,
from my problems and pains
when I just wanted to stay..
Id crawl into your arms right now
across the mile of broken glass between our bedrooms
If you took the effort to say
*stay
Please dont tell me to go
Death-throws
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Death-throws  hamilton, new zealand
(hamilton, new zealand)   
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