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Apr 2017
I dove into the deepest crevices
the darkest part of me
Buried was the feeling
I said I will never set free,
To miss you means to let this go
Untie the binds and once again
say, after ages.. Hello
Then curse myself on repeat
I should have never remembered this.
First published on April 12, 2014 at 7:53 pm via kimmerific.tumblr.com
Raven Scherbatsky
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Raven Scherbatsky  28/F
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