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Oct 2014
AND MAYBE THE REASON I'M STILL LATCHING ON TO YOU IS BECAUSE I KEEP HOPING YOU'LL CHANGE YOUR MIND. THAT YOU WILL FIND YOUR WAY BACK TO ME BECAUSE  WE MADE A HOME IN EACH OTHER. AND WHILE I MADE MINE OUT OF STONE I WATCHED YOU CONSTRUCT YOUR GLASS HOUSE. AND YOU STILL BLAME ME BUT YOU WERE THE ONE THROWING STONES. AND DARLING I KNOW YOU THINK IM SO MUCH MORE BEAUTIFUL ON MY KNEES BUT THE SHARDS ARE DIGGING IN LIKE THE WAY YOU USED TO SAY YOU LOVED ME.
(hko)
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hannah
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   Harley Hucof and svdgrl
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