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Left lost after love's deep virulence, Leaving me in deep need of a metaphysical therapist. Her heart harder than the blindness of erebus, But the relationship was based off of panic trusts, So forever until never it was, a manic driven worldless wonderlust.
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 11:01 AM UTC
Wonderlust of love, or lack thereof.
Left lost after love's deep virulence, Leaving me in deep need of a metaphysical therapist. Her heart harder than the blindness of erebus, But the relationship was based off of panic trusts, So forever until never it was, a manic driven worldless wonderlust.
i'll come back to it, maybe later, maybe never
david-mitchell
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 11:01 AM UTC
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