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there's a passion in my veins burning through me like liquid fire. I rise to the top so close I can taste the sweet taste of stars, but then the taste turns bitter, acidic, and I am second best.
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May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 9:19 PM UTC
second best
there's a passion in my veins burning through me like liquid fire. I rise to the top so close I can taste the sweet taste of stars, but then the taste turns bitter, acidic, and I am second best.
and **** I'm so tired of feeling like I'm not a first
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May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 9:19 PM UTC
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