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#dirtyhands
don’t touch my soul with ***** hands your miserable lies lay where you stand a shadow of filth cling to your back turn around to a nightmare of black regrets haunting your every thought maybe you shouldn't have wrestled and fought for my own fragile, loyal heart when love meant nothing as you teared me apart
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 8:02 AM UTC
***** Hands