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i finally get to feel your touch the knife through my heart wasn't what i was expecting, but it'll suffice my blood turns to ribbons on ice, and i'm crying you've ruined me, and i love you so much i am a wicked thing, filled to the brim with you, and every time you're near i pour out the emptiness you're killing me, but i can't stop smiling god won't **** me and you want me dying
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 7:35 PM UTC
kind death
i finally get to feel your touch the knife through my heart wasn't what i was expecting, but it'll suffice my blood turns to ribbons on ice, and i'm crying you've ruined me, and i love you so much i am a wicked thing, filled to the brim with you, and every time you're near i pour out the emptiness you're killing me, but i can't stop smiling god won't **** me and you want me dying
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 7:35 PM UTC
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