breathless and hopeful
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when you lay in the dark crying... hoping it will stop hurting, that you can breathe normally, but you know it won't change until you can move so far away they can't get to you or get in your head anymore.. that's what I'm gonna do I'm moving out so soon. my name is, well you'll find out :) good night for now :*
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