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I'll scratch at my skin to take my mind off this absence we've created. and these words will blur together, like the veins in my arm. Im tired of feeling so alone. You're the difference between Hell and Home.
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
Hell & Home
I'll scratch at my skin to take my mind off this absence we've created. and these words will blur together, like the veins in my arm. Im tired of feeling so alone. You're the difference between Hell and Home.
lacey-danielle
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
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