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curled in the back corner of the library we hide bounded by the chains of religion one slip of the tongue and all the late nights and secrets will be gone everything we share lost by the whisper of someone near
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
rules & religion
curled in the back corner of the library we hide bounded by the chains of religion one slip of the tongue and all the late nights and secrets will be gone everything we share lost by the whisper of someone near
#love#religion#you#us#whisper#library#rules#latenights
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
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