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Oct 30
Feel free to share,
Even if it's not fair,
Chew on your favorite hare,
What's this little chair?
You'd prefer when I'm bare.

Pocketed your heart,
Begged to start,
I played your part,
The flavor's ****.

You're yourself when you're high,
Rolling your eyes n' letting out a sigh,
Why's your attention all I vie?

Pocketed your heart,
Begged to start,
I played your part,
The flavor's ****.

You'd rather I'd die.

Smoke until I'm not me,
Numb and heavy as I can be,
Don't need my pity party,
Babe, it's me, the phony.

The Phony.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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