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Aug 2017
Can I swallow some pills to help me swallow the pain?

Give me a blade so I can slice away.

Teach me to hold things in and I will teach you to deposit small weights of trickery into your pockets.

Swallow the cotton, throw up the daze.

Make me into a silicone shape.

You be the painter and I'll be the paint.

Now try to turn me a new shade of grey.
moziq
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moziq  17/F/south jersey
(17/F/south jersey)   
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