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By <b>. QUEENIE .</b>

questions pass my heart picks up and drops off the bass beat runs through me and as i sit here and euhporicorize my life questions drinking slowly dying i miss you i miss the feel of skin and steel. i miss the rush of flooding blood i miss it all and i cant bring it back i cant second glance into the past. music save me tourniquet my soul. fall fall fell.. xoxo Ellie J

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