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Oct 2017
Why
You always ask me why it's so hard for me to get close, but when I actually try I lose my fingers and my toes, I hate giving my all and getting nothing in return. And that's why I build my wall,before I crash and burn.
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Hell-Loves-Blues  17/F/NC,USA
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