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I know that it is wrong to complete a puzzle from the inside out but I think that it is going to be the only way to fill the wholes you've left in me so now I find myself vacuuming my bed sheets with my nostrils because I know that the smell of your too short cut hair is the only thing that will grant me some sleep I've concluded that it must be your fault that all my lighters have no safetys I remember cutting my gums every time I'd bite one off for you Blood just so lighting your cigarette was easier But things never were made easy for me, were they? You ran me dry of money, dry of money, dry of tears So much time spent on you
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Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 9:15 PM UTC
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I know that it is wrong to complete a puzzle from the inside out but I think that it is going to be the only way to fill the wholes you've left in me so now I find myself vacuuming my bed sheets with my nostrils because I know that the smell of your too short cut hair is the only thing that will grant me some sleep I've concluded that it must be your fault that all my lighters have no safetys I remember cutting my gums every time I'd bite one off for you Blood just so lighting your cigarette was easier But things never were made easy for me, were they? You ran me dry of money, dry of money, dry of tears So much time spent on you
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Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 9:15 PM UTC
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