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You tore me into pieces, You tore all even my last pages; You leave me nothing But a bleeding heart, You leave without turning back And took the last piece in my lungs.
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Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 12:31 AM UTC
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You tore me into pieces, You tore all even my last pages; You leave me nothing But a bleeding heart, You leave without turning back And took the last piece in my lungs.
Hi, it's been a while. It feels good to be back.
wizmorrison
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22/F/Elm Street
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 12:31 AM UTC
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