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My skin is stained With the guilt of time So fill my notebooks With  blood-red tears That fall from your eyes Maybe this will be The perfect distraction
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
Distraction
My skin is stained With the guilt of time So fill my notebooks With  blood-red tears That fall from your eyes Maybe this will be The perfect distraction
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
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