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take me out of here someplace away from the maddening crowd away from the noise and the city flashy people, fancy suits, number 1. i want out, i'm sick of everything i scream, but they hear nothing eyes that see not ears that hear not hearts that neither feel nor understand grown cold and cruel and mad take me out of here before i go insane before i become one of them before i'm used to the pain before i'm unable to love again please take me out of here
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Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 1:31 AM UTC
+take me out of here+
take me out of here someplace away from the maddening crowd away from the noise and the city flashy people, fancy suits, number 1. i want out, i'm sick of everything i scream, but they hear nothing eyes that see not ears that hear not hearts that neither feel nor understand grown cold and cruel and mad take me out of here before i go insane before i become one of them before i'm used to the pain before i'm unable to love again please take me out of here
-a.v.// take me out of here
xvvlntnx
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Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 1:31 AM UTC
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