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knees bruised from kneeling on the cold shower floor you're out getting high, and i'm pushing a prayer eyes torn at the edges and wet from salvation i'm lost in translation i am left bare
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Mar 10, 2012
Mar 10, 2012 at 6:07 PM UTC
What I'll come to forget
knees bruised from kneeling on the cold shower floor you're out getting high, and i'm pushing a prayer eyes torn at the edges and wet from salvation i'm lost in translation i am left bare
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Mar 10, 2012
Mar 10, 2012 at 6:07 PM UTC
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