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Sep 2018
And me?
I'll be fine.
I'll go through waves of feeling everything
But I will always be fine.
Wearing Band-Aids around you,
Then running,
Running my mouth,
Running my eyes,
And getting high alone.
5/16/18
Subconscious on Parade
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