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a degree of encounters feel so meaningless masks up and pointless chatter association cameras rolling my act must carry there is no place for sadness in this empty heart the cold night air seems to be the only thing keeping my company. well that and the feelings swelling.
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 5:25 AM UTC
a degree of empty inside
a degree of encounters feel so meaningless masks up and pointless chatter association cameras rolling my act must carry there is no place for sadness in this empty heart the cold night air seems to be the only thing keeping my company. well that and the feelings swelling.
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 5:25 AM UTC
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