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Feb 2019
“A lot of people ask me, stupid ******' questions
A lot of people think that, what I say on record
Or what I talk about on a record
That I actually do in real life or that I believe in it
Or if I say that I wanna **** somebody
That I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it”
Said my music
After I have
A bad day
These words float in my
As function through
The day
Barely functional
A dream hanging
On a string
And my integrity
****** up
**** I hate Perverts.
Toxic yeti
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Toxic yeti  29/F/Almonte
(29/F/Almonte)   
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