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chew my tongue detonate my lungs strip my heart and rip me apart, my limbs my soul myself, entirely it's only a matter of time before i do it with my own scarred hands so you may as well get a head start there's no line if you come in the morning then again there's no line ever, to be honest merely a crowd consisting of one one being i for the rest of the world is too busy, planning their own self-destruction
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May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 2:18 AM UTC
Self-Destruction
chew my tongue detonate my lungs strip my heart and rip me apart, my limbs my soul myself, entirely it's only a matter of time before i do it with my own scarred hands so you may as well get a head start there's no line if you come in the morning then again there's no line ever, to be honest merely a crowd consisting of one one being i for the rest of the world is too busy, planning their own self-destruction
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May 2, 2015 at 2:18 AM UTC
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