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scratch the ink from beneath my skin in the places that you've been twenty years from now i'll say i'm burning and churning and churning an absence of yearning the taste between my tongue and cheek gritty regret extracting bitter from sweet forget me please like i've done you if only if only that were true
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
some days
scratch the ink from beneath my skin in the places that you've been twenty years from now i'll say i'm burning and churning and churning an absence of yearning the taste between my tongue and cheek gritty regret extracting bitter from sweet forget me please like i've done you if only if only that were true
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Jun 30, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
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