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My pain chips away at life With no precision, it isn't nice White knuckling a standard butter knife When it's time to go all the way, it won't think twice ©2025
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May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 5:36 PM UTC
~•§•~ Not Nice ~•§•~
My pain chips away at life With no precision, it isn't nice White knuckling a standard butter knife When it's time to go all the way, it won't think twice ©2025
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42/M/Washington State
May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 5:36 PM UTC
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