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a rush of blood and a jolt of hysteria in the past has become something so repulsive how long will this last? struggling to understand while knowing so clear no one cares however, as you know into the hours of the night they dance you just continue the darkness has become so comforting, a trance where nothing hurts anymore, time feels slow you hear them return and continue to stir hours and hours later
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Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 10:45 AM UTC
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a rush of blood and a jolt of hysteria in the past has become something so repulsive how long will this last? struggling to understand while knowing so clear no one cares however, as you know into the hours of the night they dance you just continue the darkness has become so comforting, a trance where nothing hurts anymore, time feels slow you hear them return and continue to stir hours and hours later
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Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 10:45 AM UTC
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