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Dec 2014
the engine is revving
the headlights are beaming
and I find that I'm losing
my hold on the thread that binds us together
that ties me so tightly
that keeps me attached to
the things left unsaid.
the boy that cried over you
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the boy that cried over you  Arkham Asylum
(Arkham Asylum)   
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