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Mar 27
I see this population inside of me
Every nerves carry the anxiety deep inside of me
My heart is near of the core, standing right there for me
And theres combined anxiety with remorses
Did I disappoint myself or didn't I

It's about a paper or two where if you find it all of you
Changed with the backseats that back inside of me
And leftover all of me
One pencil erase the other leftovers at the dot
And I changed the leftovers in me
to keep me fresh or keep someone fresh

I would and could've done the best and got over it
Maybe I wont left any K's behind me or they will caught me
I will be on the council or they will dictatorship on me
End of the moment guiltiness guiltly harm on me
I will get the pleasure from them as I gave all of them
But they will know me as a feed or seed maybe bleed then the sneeze

I came to the home and brush my brain and got K's all around me with bruises
But no one asks do you really care about the features
And one time I will show them the creatures
But I am just a moment just a laughable bug
The hate is pressure under the loving-self loveables
Getting caught while cheating
Written by
arttarasafa  18/Non-binary
(18/Non-binary)   
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