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Jul 2019
tear me apart, like roughened stained glass, ‘cause I’m not of paper,
instead, I’m of sand from the shores of your heart,
embered from the fluid of your ******* blood.
Written by
Jared  18/M/Nearest Carnival
(18/M/Nearest Carnival)   
   BR Dragos
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