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"Hey, what are you doing tomorrow?" Social Obligation like stress is a dead weight or a blood clot in the drain And all I want to do is stay In bed Staring at plastic glow in the dark stars on my ceiling    in the daytime Or sit in a Chair Pretending to draw Holograms like Finger Painting for a future That's just as boring
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC
Social Obligation with the Weight from Crab pinches & Bee stings
"Hey, what are you doing tomorrow?" Social Obligation like stress is a dead weight or a blood clot in the drain And all I want to do is stay In bed Staring at plastic glow in the dark stars on my ceiling    in the daytime Or sit in a Chair Pretending to draw Holograms like Finger Painting for a future That's just as boring
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC
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