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Not thoughtless    enough to  ****  all day long Not thoughtful    enough to  escape the hood Not petty    enough to  market my  ancient little lies Not honest    enough with my  self  to    out  grow  these twisted  vines    All along, I've been friends, only with the pen    The pen is kind to me when  I've  blown  my chances, myself    Slice  a  Y  you'll find    The  heart  is  pa - per    The  blood  has taken ink    All along, I've been friends, only with the pen    All along, I've not been my own  by extension, not myself    No way I ever was    If you could only see me now  my friends
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 4:14 PM UTC
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Not thoughtless    enough to  ****  all day long Not thoughtful    enough to  escape the hood Not petty    enough to  market my  ancient little lies Not honest    enough with my  self  to    out  grow  these twisted  vines    All along, I've been friends, only with the pen    The pen is kind to me when  I've  blown  my chances, myself    Slice  a  Y  you'll find    The  heart  is  pa - per    The  blood  has taken ink    All along, I've been friends, only with the pen    All along, I've not been my own  by extension, not myself    No way I ever was    If you could only see me now  my friends
ZeroNine
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 4:14 PM UTC
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