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Jul 2015
We're the muted colors
The flowers that failed to bloom
You were beauty that never spoke
But you melted my heart too soon.
My heart is sticky in my hands
And the blood is pouring out.
Boy, you lost all control of your mind.
I see you smile right before the darkness take me out.
i need you
alex a
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