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Parts of my body can be harvested to fix what has been missing all along The same parts of my body that plot against me, even when I close my eyes Are the ones they'll use to "fix me" "Don't you want to be normal?" Normality is more foreign than the word could even suggest If "normal" fits into your story world then I suppose I'll tag along My genes are sequenced against me, upside down and in reverse I experience love through methadone filled mouth syringes And a poisonous aftertaste that will not go away
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
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Parts of my body can be harvested to fix what has been missing all along The same parts of my body that plot against me, even when I close my eyes Are the ones they'll use to "fix me" "Don't you want to be normal?" Normality is more foreign than the word could even suggest If "normal" fits into your story world then I suppose I'll tag along My genes are sequenced against me, upside down and in reverse I experience love through methadone filled mouth syringes And a poisonous aftertaste that will not go away
joe-satkowski
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
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