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I used to sleep late, for my monsters won't let me. I used to cry myself to sleep, for my monsters let me. I used to want to end this all, for my monsters are dragging me down. ...and I found my Gabrielle in you, the angel who is guiding me through this. p.l.n.gr
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Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
my angel
I used to sleep late, for my monsters won't let me. I used to cry myself to sleep, for my monsters let me. I used to want to end this all, for my monsters are dragging me down. ...and I found my Gabrielle in you, the angel who is guiding me through this. p.l.n.gr
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Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
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