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I dont think those painful black memories that live in ancient cracks are bad They create a font of gothic print Stamped on the only things in life you've ever loved They are the hands that open the door for you every time
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Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 6:59 PM UTC
The Art of Grieving
I dont think those painful black memories that live in ancient cracks are bad They create a font of gothic print Stamped on the only things in life you've ever loved They are the hands that open the door for you every time
kayleen-amato
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Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 6:59 PM UTC
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