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My belly screams like a chili, its tear tidy, Shower seems so teenage-like as if I have another acne on my chin, Eyes open, wide, blinking is illegal yet everyone claims to be suicidal, My baby bear, Goldilocks actually had black hair, long, in a braid like Rapunzel, Please climb the tower and meet me, meet my paint, my paint, Typos are what make us human, the chest has found its old self, Aching in joy of paint, once upon a time there was a fan of hurt lived in a canned rainforest.
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
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My belly screams like a chili, its tear tidy, Shower seems so teenage-like as if I have another acne on my chin, Eyes open, wide, blinking is illegal yet everyone claims to be suicidal, My baby bear, Goldilocks actually had black hair, long, in a braid like Rapunzel, Please climb the tower and meet me, meet my paint, my paint, Typos are what make us human, the chest has found its old self, Aching in joy of paint, once upon a time there was a fan of hurt lived in a canned rainforest.
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
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