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May 2015
i'd like two sugars in my tea
and two bullets in my brain
if you can get me that kind waiter
i'll sell myself to you
and work like a dog
so you can throw a few pennies to feed me
and I'll sit on all fours and watch through the window
as my life goes to ****, for your entertainment

sixteen years is long enough to realize your not going to amount to anything
So **** it..

**I never really liked tea anyways.
Kill me slowly
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Kill me slowly
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   ---, unknown and Raven
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