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Drying tears, healing scars, Dark circles beneath sunken eyes, Chapped lips from biting hard, Nightmares and panic in abundant form trinkets, Of my broken heart.
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 1:47 PM UTC
Trinkets
Drying tears, healing scars, Dark circles beneath sunken eyes, Chapped lips from biting hard, Nightmares and panic in abundant form trinkets, Of my broken heart.
For all the times we were hurt, and broken.
Notyourdhimsukatta
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 1:47 PM UTC
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