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Oct 2019
li-ttle    de-mons  
                   yell-ing inmy head.
sick-ly    voi-ces
                         humming allmy toons
love-sick     riff-raff
                                lap-ping upmy blood
fun-ny  sun-day
                     girl walks all-alone  
stop. her.
drop. her.

Death
       for-thee
  does
        Wait.
singsong nonsensical wishwash from midnight madness
Written by
jojo  Gender Fluid
(Gender Fluid)   
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