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Dec 2014
i am the sadness
i am the hurt
i am the thickness of the ammonia
seeping out the walls
don't wanna be around it anymore
but what makes me feel best
is a little bit of yip
a little bit of puff
somethin small and hard
to slow me down
zone me in
clear me up
i don't wanna be around it anymore
*no dear you're not enough
is that what you wanted to hear?
Rose
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Rose
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