Everybody's always shaking,
making shook slanted statements.
Deflate.
Pressure builds, but easily falls.
Express hate.
Don't bottle it.
I'd rather have a briefly bittered tongue.
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
Everybody's always shaking,
making shook slanted statements.
Deflate.
Pressure builds, but easily falls.
Express hate.
Don't bottle it.
I'd rather have a briefly bittered tongue.
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