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Feb 2014
Theres this certain type of  pain that  kills you inside.
Scrapes the walls of your soul
and murders the last bit of innocents
and hope that you've ever held on to.
Pain.
The type that drives you insane at 4am leaving  you with watery red eyes and shaky hands but not a
single bit of faith left to your name.
Pain.
The type you cant live without
because without the pain
Your nothing.
Galaxie
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Galaxie  WonderLand✨
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