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drag my body through the traffic to the cathedral to meet st. jude. count my wounds in the tear drops on your shirt. i cry glitter now, chasing dreams like a sleep walker.
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
lost soul
drag my body through the traffic to the cathedral to meet st. jude. count my wounds in the tear drops on your shirt. i cry glitter now, chasing dreams like a sleep walker.
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
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