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bad work ethics makeup for all my perfections clean ordered pair broken into a lot of mispoken words long ago an admission of missing this bond is telling the past its gone while holding on with undead hands bursting open with new fingers fingers ripe , and pulsing alive open and scarred waving at nostalgia
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Jun 19, 2010
Jun 19, 2010 at 8:02 PM UTC
maybe goodbye
bad work ethics makeup for all my perfections clean ordered pair broken into a lot of mispoken words long ago an admission of missing this bond is telling the past its gone while holding on with undead hands bursting open with new fingers fingers ripe , and pulsing alive open and scarred waving at nostalgia
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Jun 19, 2010
Jun 19, 2010 at 8:02 PM UTC
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