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Nov 30
i never dared to call when you're asleep
another knife next to the card inside your sleeve
your laugh like cyanide everytime i tried to make you see
the darker half that conceivably convinced my wrists to bleed
collin
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collin  30/M/coming home.
(30/M/coming home.)   
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