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Mar 2020
Hey
This is a ******
Surely worth the wreath of carnage
Dreams seemingly obscene and undying, my mind winding
whines that sigh without crying
Incessantly dropping my mood anymore on its headache
Taking whats precious
Tainting my wonderful
Please me,
tell me what's good.
Written by
Jason
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