Goodbye Graceful

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Reads 211
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Parts 1
Time 7m

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Can't believe that I survived
I fell so hard but I'm alive
Standing in front of the gates of hell
With a glass of ice water in my hand
Lurking at the edge of my bed
Get the fuck out of my headAll Rights Reserved

angst johnnydepp partthree

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Handbook for the recently deceased
Mon, Oct 16, 2017

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Handbook for the recently deceased
Mon, Oct 16, 2017

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