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Jun 2018
i am a curse
i am an elegy
i am a sunburn
i am cold grief
i am an insincere kiss
i am the highway separating lover from lover
i am shaking death's hand
i just want to ramble. i feel like garbage. pay me no mind.
Written by
rjh  pittsburgh
(pittsburgh)   
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