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I am not the only one Who when my back is turned, Envisions monsters With daggers in their hands And a pool of blood on the floor I am not the only one Who sits in constant fear That my name is being Hacked up and spat out of people's s mouths I am not the only one Who is a million pound barbell ****** upon my neighbors shoulders Breaking them down Day by day. I am not the only one I am not the only one I am not the only one.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
3am and here I am
I am not the only one Who when my back is turned, Envisions monsters With daggers in their hands And a pool of blood on the floor I am not the only one Who sits in constant fear That my name is being Hacked up and spat out of people's s mouths I am not the only one Who is a million pound barbell ****** upon my neighbors shoulders Breaking them down Day by day. I am not the only one I am not the only one I am not the only one.
3am and here I am ****** feet and a gun in my hand.
Badfiishh
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
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