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Feb 2016
"take a picture before i paint over her. she is beautiful, she was everything. i miss her. last night i dreamt of her tracing my scars. she said she'd never leave and that i'd always stay."
(converge)

i have weathered the longest of winters and i am tired.
a wildfire
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   kailasha
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