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Jul 2020
I've got everything,
A reserve car for when my other breaks
A reserve of boys like a bunch of grapes
A reserved look that makes hearts ache

I've got everything,
Pressure coming from every way
And ice cold hearth and a fake display
A dark mind that's here to stay

I've got everything
A fancy shrink with a nice degree
Enough pills to calm the sea
A strong rope and a lonely tree.
Written by
Mushroompoetry  24/M/Brussels
(24/M/Brussels)   
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     mister truth, --- and Rizer Ashaba
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