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These members are not my own They seep through the rapids As I drown They ask me questions They tell me what to do How to feel And then condrtridict their own *** am I supposed to do When I can't get through?
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 9:22 PM UTC
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These members are not my own They seep through the rapids As I drown They ask me questions They tell me what to do How to feel And then condrtridict their own *** am I supposed to do When I can't get through?
Leave comments Feels like dimensions Feels like I'm never on my own wave legnth Its intrusive and controlling Like messages being beamed into my subconscious
karisa-brown
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 9:22 PM UTC
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