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The Bleached Black Shirt

by @chelsey-harter

I knew you you knew me but I don't want to know the dark things the dark things are the things that hurt the hurt that continues are from the dark within you within you I am here here to support the pain you feel you feel what I feel and I knew that pain because we once shared that pain that pain that has stained our hearts our hearts are a bleached black shirt a black shirt that you're supposed to throw away please throw away my black shirt because I already threw away yours
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May 27, 2014
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