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Apr 2017
and i feel myself breaking everytime i talk to you
wake up crying, go to sleep crying, mad at myself
for trying to believe im something to you or a factor
that influences your fleeting thoughts and actions during the day
are you sleeping on me? sky goes colossal over my head
and the sun exposes the long lost footprints trekking
to the wrong places i strayed to, and you can map them all out
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欣快  17/Genderqueer/Phoenix
       bob, rye, ---, cloudphaser, Atoosa and 17 others
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