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slumped staring into these eyes until not seeing eyes anymore but a fuse of colours blue and grey and black and white touching the cold glass of the mirror in front when when the hell will you stop steadily revealing your heart to her so that she can break it again and all over again
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 3:35 PM UTC
slumped
slumped staring into these eyes until not seeing eyes anymore but a fuse of colours blue and grey and black and white touching the cold glass of the mirror in front when when the hell will you stop steadily revealing your heart to her so that she can break it again and all over again
kathrin-dick
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 3:35 PM UTC
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