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My ghosts are the ones hiding in the back of my closet, just waiting to come out and show the world who they are, while there is me who gets hold of the key and locks the door so they can't escape....
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 5:52 PM UTC
Ghosts= My Past
My ghosts are the ones hiding in the back of my closet, just waiting to come out and show the world who they are, while there is me who gets hold of the key and locks the door so they can't escape....
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 5:52 PM UTC
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