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Apr 2019
Tell me why in my dreams i’m still seething
My eyes are still bleeding
Behold these burgundy demons
Peepin through the cracks
Tryna creep in
Cutting my wrist
Till it’s bleeding
now i’m just
Counting these cuts
Instead of
Sheep while i’m sleeping
PQET
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PQET  21/M
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