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Girl, you're already A walking genocide. Armed with your  favorite prescription and all the reasons why you wanna escape the inside With a bomb strapped and wire tapped to your heart beat to the only constant of grace that you stepped out of in the stutters you gait Steady your impulses girl you don't need another slip-up some emotional trigger Blowing you  out of proportion out of your body  The one you were  never comfortable with From what you saw should be beauty the red herring of reality distortion the magazines the billboards the Goddess abortion
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Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 3:02 PM UTC
Walking Genocide
Girl, you're already A walking genocide. Armed with your  favorite prescription and all the reasons why you wanna escape the inside With a bomb strapped and wire tapped to your heart beat to the only constant of grace that you stepped out of in the stutters you gait Steady your impulses girl you don't need another slip-up some emotional trigger Blowing you  out of proportion out of your body  The one you were  never comfortable with From what you saw should be beauty the red herring of reality distortion the magazines the billboards the Goddess abortion
kenny
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Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 3:02 PM UTC
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