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Sitting in the shower with the water pouring down on my head And I imagine I'm in the rain... And the world is washing her cruel marks off my skin I feel better than I have in a long time. I stare at my body with it's Bruises and marks And I love them for the stories they are
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 9:58 PM UTC
Wash me away
Sitting in the shower with the water pouring down on my head And I imagine I'm in the rain... And the world is washing her cruel marks off my skin I feel better than I have in a long time. I stare at my body with it's Bruises and marks And I love them for the stories they are
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 9:58 PM UTC
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