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Jan 2018
I have no more tears to shed for anyone but myself.
My sadness is mine.
The moment you learn people aren't medicine,
you start getting help from your own two hands.
Nothing feels better than to fall asleep with
the person you know will be there in the morning.
Written by
Kira  F/Oregon
         Lost, Bless Senora, Lily, Lost Soul, Al and 18 others
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