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He was young and sad He tore my skin and swallowed me whole He took a part of me he didn't have in himself His daggers looked like tears He claimed me but did not want me He left hate on my heart and bruises on my bones He is a ghost living inside of me He is every negative thought inside of my blood He is the shadow i can not escape Destroyed my heart with three words "I don't care" and I guess I don't either
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 9:12 PM UTC
I Don't Care
He was young and sad He tore my skin and swallowed me whole He took a part of me he didn't have in himself His daggers looked like tears He claimed me but did not want me He left hate on my heart and bruises on my bones He is a ghost living inside of me He is every negative thought inside of my blood He is the shadow i can not escape Destroyed my heart with three words "I don't care" and I guess I don't either
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 9:12 PM UTC
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