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My breath is just air It runs through strands of hair They run out of my head I'm pretty much dead I miss my life I know I can't survive I'm just living in vain My heartstings are strained I need this pain
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
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My breath is just air It runs through strands of hair They run out of my head I'm pretty much dead I miss my life I know I can't survive I'm just living in vain My heartstings are strained I need this pain
depression, pain, heartstrings, hair,
lies-cut-short
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
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