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If I am what I feel Then I am a tissue paper, White and jaded! Rough hands ripped me out of the closet Twisting and twirling me, Shredding me into a million splinters! I know not, whom to blame As I get hurled into the abyss And I resign to grim darkness!
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 7:10 AM UTC
As I drift away...
If I am what I feel Then I am a tissue paper, White and jaded! Rough hands ripped me out of the closet Twisting and twirling me, Shredding me into a million splinters! I know not, whom to blame As I get hurled into the abyss And I resign to grim darkness!
sru-wils
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 7:10 AM UTC
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