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i never really liked that new haircut or the way you smelled like her perfume or the way you looked at me like you were a crimescene and i the criminal i tried to talk to the monster under my bed i grabbed its ankles and dragged it from beneath the mattress so i could study its features it was your face i was staring at
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Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 6:16 AM UTC
i tried to talk to the monster under my bed
i never really liked that new haircut or the way you smelled like her perfume or the way you looked at me like you were a crimescene and i the criminal i tried to talk to the monster under my bed i grabbed its ankles and dragged it from beneath the mattress so i could study its features it was your face i was staring at
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Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 6:16 AM UTC
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