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The ceiling seems to be spinning. The way my heart unravelled itself the day you left. The ceiling hasn't stopped spinning.
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 8:21 PM UTC
Spinning
The ceiling seems to be spinning. The way my heart unravelled itself the day you left. The ceiling hasn't stopped spinning.
brokenpromise
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 8:21 PM UTC
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