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Bleach you out. Shave it all off. I wish you were gone. My hair, A prised possession. Your love, Another dimension. Don't forget me, God.
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Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 6:34 AM UTC
Bleach
Bleach you out. Shave it all off. I wish you were gone. My hair, A prised possession. Your love, Another dimension. Don't forget me, God.
bluevelvet
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24/the same as you
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 6:34 AM UTC
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