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Jan 2019
Hide me in your shadows,
panic strikes to conceal the truth.

The flame forced away while
you scramble to collect your belongings.

This house will soon become indistinguishable,
whilst i lay in the attic awaiting the fire.
somberbitch
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somberbitch  25/F/Michigan
(25/F/Michigan)   
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