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Jul 2016
Evasive words
Just don't matter anymore
I think my brink is switching
This old mod is glitching
The only room for repair is your brain, because it needs stitching
No, i never had a moment i was not human
I've just learned to bulk up the fat in my skin
And love myself within
You can take your disposable words and put them in the garbage fills where they belong
Because that's what it was all along
Throw vile retorts at me
I'll just deflect them into rubble
It means nothing.
Peter Robert Hamilton
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Peter Robert Hamilton  21/M/Texas
(21/M/Texas)   
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