Like a splinter of dread all of these pictures fill my head
Bile rises in my throat it makes me fit to choke
i just want to fall in bed
yet my stuttering hand lifts this god forsaken pen
Feb 12, 2012
Feb 12, 2012 at 10:20 PM UTC
Like a splinter of dread all of these pictures fill my head
Bile rises in my throat it makes me fit to choke
i just want to fall in bed
yet my stuttering hand lifts this god forsaken pen
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