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Thoughts are disturbing they keep burning the wheels keep turning my feeling keep urning why do I battle myself? why don't I just let it go? I get so ****** and I want to scream I want to be mean but I'm a fein does anyone know what I mean? I'm a sucker a ************ I'm under cover to hide the freak that I am with one another a blunder terrible like the worst thunder I have discovered I'm nothing like my mother and it makes me wonder am I a hunter? I could go on forever..tbc...
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May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
My sick mind
Thoughts are disturbing they keep burning the wheels keep turning my feeling keep urning why do I battle myself? why don't I just let it go? I get so ****** and I want to scream I want to be mean but I'm a fein does anyone know what I mean? I'm a sucker a ************ I'm under cover to hide the freak that I am with one another a blunder terrible like the worst thunder I have discovered I'm nothing like my mother and it makes me wonder am I a hunter? I could go on forever..tbc...
amber-girl
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May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
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