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she is all things beauty, head to toe, yet she contains a mind full of sadness. she doesn't reply or externally give a **** nor does she acknowledge me prying of the chains chains of desolation she protects as if ill scar her clinging on to the darkness with the firmest hold as a caution of not being slaughtered again on a continuous loop of unfortunate events what she doesn't realize is herself, idolizing, the depression veil covering her. the demons that keep her mouth shut yet continue to scream loudly in her brain. lost and afraid in her own mind aka her death cave her back starts to concave due to the weariness of the rocks piling up in her, **** her not so softly your eyes tell everything, all the pain just give me a single moment our hands intertwined an antidepressant ~a.h.
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 8:05 PM UTC
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she is all things beauty, head to toe, yet she contains a mind full of sadness. she doesn't reply or externally give a **** nor does she acknowledge me prying of the chains chains of desolation she protects as if ill scar her clinging on to the darkness with the firmest hold as a caution of not being slaughtered again on a continuous loop of unfortunate events what she doesn't realize is herself, idolizing, the depression veil covering her. the demons that keep her mouth shut yet continue to scream loudly in her brain. lost and afraid in her own mind aka her death cave her back starts to concave due to the weariness of the rocks piling up in her, **** her not so softly your eyes tell everything, all the pain just give me a single moment our hands intertwined an antidepressant ~a.h.
alanna-hoeveler
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 8:05 PM UTC
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