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I embody those relatable sound waves, The nutrients your body always craves. We're apart, and there's no one to blame. It's our love that couldn't possibly be tamed. In my twisted mind, craving the arms of another. The universe guarantees the feeling of being smothered. Oneself will forever be our most formidable enemy. Stuck with my own comfort, I wither helplessly.
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Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 1:47 AM UTC
The Sickness of Being Human
I embody those relatable sound waves, The nutrients your body always craves. We're apart, and there's no one to blame. It's our love that couldn't possibly be tamed. In my twisted mind, craving the arms of another. The universe guarantees the feeling of being smothered. Oneself will forever be our most formidable enemy. Stuck with my own comfort, I wither helplessly.
Cause I will always be a cheese ball.
shawnreeder
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Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 1:47 AM UTC
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