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Aug 13
but im not closing the gap and your hair is stuck between my fingers
when your silence churns inside me i feel like god could raise me,
i feel sick
everything i could give
nothing would be (your tears)
let me drink your soul
im sorry for the time i went to have dinner with my family. you were swimming in my vision like i couldnt ask god to **** me and cure you
kuni
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kuni  19/F
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   Valentine
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