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The fear of what you keep from me and how it could hurt me the devastation of the lack of your touch the unbelief at the weapons you have formed against me that name on your lips cause me such swells of depression my heart breaks everyday but it needs you so much that it always calls on phoenix to rise from the ashes and the magnetism of your heart pulls on mine and she yields like she did for the first time like she never had the scar
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 12:31 AM UTC
The Phoenix
The fear of what you keep from me and how it could hurt me the devastation of the lack of your touch the unbelief at the weapons you have formed against me that name on your lips cause me such swells of depression my heart breaks everyday but it needs you so much that it always calls on phoenix to rise from the ashes and the magnetism of your heart pulls on mine and she yields like she did for the first time like she never had the scar
jolene-heather
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 12:31 AM UTC
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