blood rings dancin in the sky..i take another drag..these were some of the happiest times of my life..smoke stains and walls made of ghosts..the skeletons play dead in the closet and yer secrets are no longer safe..i took yer promise ring and wore it like a fuckin trophy..a badge of shame i use its pin to pick away at the scabs coverin my heart..
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