Bitter. Yet sweet.
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sun, Apr 19, 2015
Your room is read....
Because you are dead.
Your lips are blue.
You died too soon.
I didn't mean to hurt you :/
I guess my insanity got to me too.
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