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I believe in early morning honesty and the excuses you make for why you're never asleep when the air feels suspended in your bedroom like cold, damp clouds from the ceiling I will be there wiping it clean for you. (b.r.o.)
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 7:59 PM UTC
I Wrote This When You Still Loved Me
I believe in early morning honesty and the excuses you make for why you're never asleep when the air feels suspended in your bedroom like cold, damp clouds from the ceiling I will be there wiping it clean for you. (b.r.o.)
ElliottRae
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 7:59 PM UTC
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