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*i let you be in my dreams if you let me be in yours*
dylan

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the long road to the lost city of the red nights. red lights reflected on the rainy wet windowpane with my soft feet resting in memories on the leather couch sit. in the back of my mind all i see are the vodkas i drank last night when i was feeling me. and why should you scream at me once again as you always did and bring out the very worst in me? just let me be.
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