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Days like these her mouth cannot form the words that her heart screams. A tangled mess, an emotional wreck. All she can do is gaze at you with sad, very sad eyes
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 9:50 AM UTC
Sad Eyes
Days like these her mouth cannot form the words that her heart screams. A tangled mess, an emotional wreck. All she can do is gaze at you with sad, very sad eyes
Itself
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 9:50 AM UTC
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