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souls

social obligations and forced conversations

into the lives of eachothers

not caring but scaring of our souls to not get hurt

but yet we assert the manner of being cared for

although the others are still murderers and their minds corrupted to blood they vanish in hands like fire as they burn into others seeking the loss of love

im over it

7/22/2017

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