S A N I T Y

S A N I T Y

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Complete Mon, Jul 20, 202033m

beautiful depression heart love passion

piece by piece our skin will tear our hearts will burn our love affair where do we go when "lost" is the only thing we can grasp? let blood bleed and ink spill.

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