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I sit cross legged your heart in my one hand, fork in the other. Blood drips from my lips and this is how I stay clear of heartbreak.
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Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:17 AM UTC
eat his heart out
I sit cross legged your heart in my one hand, fork in the other. Blood drips from my lips and this is how I stay clear of heartbreak.
kirstin
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Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:17 AM UTC
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