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Dec 2017
Money MOney
No sleep nO sleep

******
crimson

distant sinister heads dead

mindless
feelings aren't fit

It's just he
It's just him

love is foolish
chemicals in your brain

I can't believe
I can't see

There's nothing to feel when it rains

I guess I'm just soulless
This is for ME not YOU
eileen
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eileen
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