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you bathe yourself with pain and despair you make dark past as a collectible item you keep yourself drowning in the line of misery; refusing to breathe tranquility trying to find commotion in the midst of peaceful conversation wanting to be saved; but refuse to say hiding my feelings from your line of sight even if the result is me being blind
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 2:47 AM UTC
to whom it may concern
you bathe yourself with pain and despair you make dark past as a collectible item you keep yourself drowning in the line of misery; refusing to breathe tranquility trying to find commotion in the midst of peaceful conversation wanting to be saved; but refuse to say hiding my feelings from your line of sight even if the result is me being blind
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 2:47 AM UTC
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