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*She threw herself at heartbreak, like a moth drawn to flame. Patching up her broken wings, just to try it once again. And the world all thought her foolish, for she seemed to never learn. But how do you save somebody, whose convinced that they should burn?*
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
Burn.
*She threw herself at heartbreak, like a moth drawn to flame. Patching up her broken wings, just to try it once again. And the world all thought her foolish, for she seemed to never learn. But how do you save somebody, whose convinced that they should burn?*
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
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