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space for thoughts lingering at the door waiting to be caught sharpening the claw dismembered a soul with a dream they’ll take their toll and muffle the screams bring me new things on a plate of love i’ll feel the sting but it won’t be enough
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Dec 28, 2020
Dec 28, 2020 at 3:16 AM UTC
Disheveled
space for thoughts lingering at the door waiting to be caught sharpening the claw dismembered a soul with a dream they’ll take their toll and muffle the screams bring me new things on a plate of love i’ll feel the sting but it won’t be enough
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Dec 28, 2020
Dec 28, 2020 at 3:16 AM UTC
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