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I only think about you at night when consciousness surrenders to regret Madness then swims free in a polluted oil of memories we call sin
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Jan 1, 2016
Jan 1, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
Consciousness Surrenders
I only think about you at night when consciousness surrenders to regret Madness then swims free in a polluted oil of memories we call sin
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ron-gavalik
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Jan 1, 2016
Jan 1, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
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