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Jun 2014
sometimes it's hard to believe
you're actually gone
you're still in the folds
of my bed sheets
and stuck in the creases of my mind
I can't ******* stand you anymore
I've cleaned my whole house
I've washed everything you've touched
but no matter how hard I try
you won't seem to leave
but I hope to god
I find a way to wash you away
sunkenthoughts
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