Eyes won't shut
My brain just won't shut up
Teeth so pure to meth
My condolences can go fuck
I'll lick it till it's red
Then blame it all on thee
I can't feel my cloud
The worst is yet to see
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The 2 A.M Writer (
Offline) - Published: November 12th, 2017 02:47
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Comments1
oh dear, I know how you feel. stay safe.
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