Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
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I DON'T LEARN, WANNA BURN IN THE DIRT 'TIL I'M OUT OF LUCK. ALL OF THE LIES I JUST WANNA BELIEVE. DROP ALL MY MORALS, I JUST WANNA SIN.
Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
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