sunnuntai 19. maaliskuuta 2017

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  she had you written all over her
   I didn't care
   I wouldn't care

              they were precious tears
              tried to make them worth it

       
        so I let poets lie to me



         void void void void void void void void void
         void void void void void void void void void
         void void void void void void void void void





    my heat death let the blood flow through me





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