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ive grown in not up my thoughts are expanding getting more violent and repressed i shake so hard my knuckles are white but i cant bring myself to you the ground im standing on is so ******* broken that the time when i wanted to peak ended the monsters are more real now and less so out there but in me get the voices outta my head babbling ****** half dead i wish i could prove my point in politics or say what i need to with white out in hand my mistakes are many my flaws are pointless wheres the flashlight? i need to shine it inside
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Nov 26, 2011
Nov 26, 2011 at 10:31 PM UTC
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ive grown in not up my thoughts are expanding getting more violent and repressed i shake so hard my knuckles are white but i cant bring myself to you the ground im standing on is so ******* broken that the time when i wanted to peak ended the monsters are more real now and less so out there but in me get the voices outta my head babbling ****** half dead i wish i could prove my point in politics or say what i need to with white out in hand my mistakes are many my flaws are pointless wheres the flashlight? i need to shine it inside
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Nov 26, 2011
Nov 26, 2011 at 10:31 PM UTC
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