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I don't **** people, That's not my style. The knife says I'm in denial, But blood isn't spewing from a human. I've got something huge brewing. With every drop of blood, I write another word. Red ink, Has access to me. Because scars Are just accessories. The knife says I'm in denial But it's blood With some vial.
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
In denial
I don't **** people, That's not my style. The knife says I'm in denial, But blood isn't spewing from a human. I've got something huge brewing. With every drop of blood, I write another word. Red ink, Has access to me. Because scars Are just accessories. The knife says I'm in denial But it's blood With some vial.
LeahStorm
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
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