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08.22.03::10:13 &;you say you can. when did this happen;; &;how did i get atlas' burden on my shoulders? it;s a teetertotterteetertotter &;i;m stuck in the air;; &;the boy on the other side is losing a war against himself. why do the prettygirls get bad boys &;the prettyboys get vixens with claws under their skirts. i;ll sit pretty for the pictures &;i;ll turn red in yr room. don;t let me see yr skin, don;t let these fingers come tickle these eyes because it;s too early to cry blood &;i;ve rained down too much.
it;s addicting, this poison, it tears yr mind to shreds &;leaves dishonesties like candy on yr tongue. a promise is a promise &;it;s fatal to the very last drop. necromancy. |