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when fear finds new homes to hide fingertips, fire and cyanide blazing trembles, roaring tide quiet voices quietly abuse, and silence blazes a fiery bruise when you're left drinking cyanide and month-old ***** no more tremblings left to choose screaming like quiet voices do when licking fire finds them roaring too, and ashes feel more like ice cubes than his words do.
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Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC
steam rolls off her lips. heatstroke.
when fear finds new homes to hide fingertips, fire and cyanide blazing trembles, roaring tide quiet voices quietly abuse, and silence blazes a fiery bruise when you're left drinking cyanide and month-old ***** no more tremblings left to choose screaming like quiet voices do when licking fire finds them roaring too, and ashes feel more like ice cubes than his words do.
anxiety today tonight today tomorrow all night forever all right i love this scary scary life
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Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC
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