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DONE
Contributed by
Jyssvw
on
Sunday, 6th July 2014 @ 07:46:39 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Concrete shoes Stuck to the ground In a room of spinning mirrors My head is turned around Tilted on a swivel I can't tell up from down On the edge of my seat I see the world from the ground
Up in the sky The clouds comfort my body I float towards immortality Slit my throat I come back to life Rip my heart out My blood still pumps Give me a reason I'll tear your throat out
Try me
Please --- -
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Jyssvw
... [
2014-07-06 19:46:39] (Date/Time posted on
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