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The feeling of a black hole fills my body like a poison, slowly but gracefully                              ripping apart my soul brain washing my mind into the depths of eternal sorrow                              all because of you
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 10:18 PM UTC
the aftermath
The feeling of a black hole fills my body like a poison, slowly but gracefully                              ripping apart my soul brain washing my mind into the depths of eternal sorrow                              all because of you
madison-burnham
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 10:18 PM UTC
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