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Crash goes glass on ***** ground Shatter goes the breaking sound Too bad, too bad, too bad. Don't rush behind, don't rush ahead With one mistake your dreams are dead Too bad, too bad, too bad. Breathe in slow, coughing fast Searching for the aftermath Too bad, too bad, too bad. Sprint 'cross lawns, jump the fence It's not love, in my defense Too bad, too bad, too bad. Too bad things cannot be fixed. Too bad that it's all a blip. Too bad that you need the thrill. Too bad. You're empty still.
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 10:50 PM UTC
Too Bad
Crash goes glass on ***** ground Shatter goes the breaking sound Too bad, too bad, too bad. Don't rush behind, don't rush ahead With one mistake your dreams are dead Too bad, too bad, too bad. Breathe in slow, coughing fast Searching for the aftermath Too bad, too bad, too bad. Sprint 'cross lawns, jump the fence It's not love, in my defense Too bad, too bad, too bad. Too bad things cannot be fixed. Too bad that it's all a blip. Too bad that you need the thrill. Too bad. You're empty still.
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25/Genderqueer/Pennsylvania
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 10:50 PM UTC
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