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Jun 2017
DISSECT ME.
RIP OUT MY CORE AND BELITTLE THE MOMENTS I HELD IN REJOICE.
I'll realize what came to me as special when you leave through that door.
Not that you even entered my home but that you left it open.
And the hinges will remain unclipped.
Like EVERY WORD that leaves me lip.
CAUSE AT THIS POINT WHAT'S EVEN TRUE. I'M NOT SURE
WHY THE **** DO YOU GIVE ME FEELINGS WITH NO CLOSURE.
GOD ****** IM SO HURT.
Under Empty Skies
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Under Empty Skies  Austin TX
(Austin TX)   
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   Kristen
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