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He walks I walk Near But not warm to him So it is time To run Far over Over This line Over this line And I bruise him Too far to notice The raw areas Swallow his skin I turn Distraction to Replace running But eyes willing Burning the line But it remains Because he is blue Because I am blue The line merely extending Deepening The pain Him covered In bruises In me The line burnt across his outside
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 4:47 AM UTC
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He walks I walk Near But not warm to him So it is time To run Far over Over This line Over this line And I bruise him Too far to notice The raw areas Swallow his skin I turn Distraction to Replace running But eyes willing Burning the line But it remains Because he is blue Because I am blue The line merely extending Deepening The pain Him covered In bruises In me The line burnt across his outside
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 4:47 AM UTC
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