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Jun 2015
Ash
It's scary to think that every thought I think has been thought of the same way at least a thousand other times
to think that every word I say has already rolled off the tongues of the people of the past
to consider even for a split second
That every face I see, has just been recycled time and time again..
It's scary to think that everything I thought to be true, everything I believed so strongly I was
Has disintegrated into nothing.
Kill me slowly
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Kill me slowly
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