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Jul 23
You drag me along
Fields of glass
Pushing my face in the
Shards resembling dirt
To your crystal cliff
Release me down
The spectral drop
Might be beautiful
If it weren’t the end
Man I’ve been going downhill so quickly
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Lost in my Head  18/M/Nunya
(18/M/Nunya)   
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