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smoke bombs vivid colors, fumes that clog your throat how humane it is to sacrifice yourself just to see a hint of beauty in our life we cough and we cough and we cough until we spat blood out on our hand brimming with the potency of sheer stubborn humanity of wanting to live in paradise of beautiful things on earth.

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ByNabs

Published: Mar 23, 2016
Time: 1m

Notes: Im quiete feeling angry rn
Tags: #anger #stupidthings

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