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He gets under my skin and his words run through my veins. When I am cut his poetry pours out of my wounds.
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Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 10:48 AM UTC
10.31.17
He gets under my skin and his words run through my veins. When I am cut his poetry pours out of my wounds.
chelseasmitty
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Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 10:48 AM UTC
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