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you used to leave one kiss on my head. now I could be pronounced dead & you'd act like you care. about the memories, left. like broken glass on the kitchen floor. c.f.

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chloevd

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Sep 5, 2015

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Tags: #lonely #depressed #memories #thoughts #him #heartbreaker #withoutyou #midnightthoughts #foreverlost

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