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by jthbatman16

Don't be scared, Love; show me your scars. Give me a piece of your soul, and maybe a glimpse of your mind. I could show you beauty, without a field of flowers. And an amazing high, without the foul aftertaste. Just let me in, let me feel your pain. I'll touch your soul, and make you go insane.
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26 / F
Published
May 14, 2017
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2/19/2017

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