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I’ve never needed more words than the ones I already have. I am a lost library book. I have become overdue, forgotten and I once gave you a good time.
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
A love like angry hands scratching the floor where you once stood
I’ve never needed more words than the ones I already have. I am a lost library book. I have become overdue, forgotten and I once gave you a good time.
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
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