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What do you see in my wire veins Nothing more than smoke and refrain from the awful need to feel a drug pumping in my brain, I’m all broken limbs and broken words Trying to speak to you some lovely verse as I am shipped away in a hearse, I always said I’d get here first Dead and dead And redefined: Me: noun., forever wrong, wonder-less, wander-less, lacking plot - But amorous
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
Me: noun. -
What do you see in my wire veins Nothing more than smoke and refrain from the awful need to feel a drug pumping in my brain, I’m all broken limbs and broken words Trying to speak to you some lovely verse as I am shipped away in a hearse, I always said I’d get here first Dead and dead And redefined: Me: noun., forever wrong, wonder-less, wander-less, lacking plot - But amorous
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
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