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Jun 2015
I am in love with the white walls of potential
white walls, white walls
I am in love with the sky and all the little doves
white, like the white walls
stark but never gray
I am in love with things I'll never be
the white vision of rage
before it is stained red
always searching for the walls
but only the white ones, never just gray
I am in love with the clouds
but not just the sky, never just the sky.
the sins of all the world lie on your head. - imagine dragons
cyanide skies
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cyanide skies  19/F/somewhere lovely
(19/F/somewhere lovely)   
   Poetria and From Jess's Lips
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