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Dec 2018
Wanna see Nirvana,
But dont wanna die
Symbols of prominence made permanent

Air flows through your teeth
Beads gnaw at my back
Tiny spaces, bumpy roads

There an underlying darkness to you
Its gotten worse
Man or ghost

Talking loosely
Disassociated
Desensitized

Agony filled eyes
Yet, that smile is still
The biggest ive seen

Youre my dealer for
Deep sighs and
Infinite daydreams
Written by
Jenny  22/F
(22/F)   
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   Sean Fitzpatrick and Jen
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