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smoke fell out of my mouth the same way you fell off the edge of this planet and when i started this job i thought it would distract me from the reality of death because if you're surrounded by death, all the time, does it really affect you? the truth is, i walk past your headstone and i pretend you're just another grave but you've never been anything like the rest of them or at all like i was back then i'm stuck in this benzo haze fading in and out of consciousness (it's just another graveyard shift) i hope if you were here you'd still love me (i didn't steal their souls) i am the protector of all souls i am only the thief of daylight (son, it's your time to go)
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
grim reaper
smoke fell out of my mouth the same way you fell off the edge of this planet and when i started this job i thought it would distract me from the reality of death because if you're surrounded by death, all the time, does it really affect you? the truth is, i walk past your headstone and i pretend you're just another grave but you've never been anything like the rest of them or at all like i was back then i'm stuck in this benzo haze fading in and out of consciousness (it's just another graveyard shift) i hope if you were here you'd still love me (i didn't steal their souls) i am the protector of all souls i am only the thief of daylight (son, it's your time to go)
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typhany
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
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