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*Incense breath, cardboard hearts. Your veins leak blueberries I can taste them in my sleep.*
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
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*Incense breath, cardboard hearts. Your veins leak blueberries I can taste them in my sleep.*
sometimes i write weird things when i am high
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
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