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Pen is sharp, Paper is soft, Ink is thick, Words are sour. Lines and dashes, Cuts and Slashes, Pain and sorrow, Never a new tomorrow. Tomorrow is bleak, Bleach stings, Wrapped around my throat, An eternal ring. Tied to pain, Til' death do I part,
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 9:48 PM UTC
Story of My Life
Pen is sharp, Paper is soft, Ink is thick, Words are sour. Lines and dashes, Cuts and Slashes, Pain and sorrow, Never a new tomorrow. Tomorrow is bleak, Bleach stings, Wrapped around my throat, An eternal ring. Tied to pain, Til' death do I part,
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 9:48 PM UTC
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