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Let the countless petals on the sheets, be the count of our Lies, Black or white, today we bleed red. Here is where we talked of us, Here in the red bed.
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 2:19 AM UTC
Our Untruths
Let the countless petals on the sheets, be the count of our Lies, Black or white, today we bleed red. Here is where we talked of us, Here in the red bed.
veera-singh
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 2:19 AM UTC
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