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every night i lay in bed restless and unwearied- intoxicated with the cluttered thoughts of your sole existence and overtaken by the memories that no longer bring joy; hung up on old undying memories all these sad and restless nights are all worth the grief and longing
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 2:40 AM UTC
evening hours
every night i lay in bed restless and unwearied- intoxicated with the cluttered thoughts of your sole existence and overtaken by the memories that no longer bring joy; hung up on old undying memories all these sad and restless nights are all worth the grief and longing
i can't convince myself that hes not worth all the trouble eh
lilith-avenue
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 2:40 AM UTC
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