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life isnt so grey in technicolor i murmur into the pillows yelling solitary in my room cant remember past nor future all blurs into great stillborn lie little chasms of death where once were brain cells olneys lesions
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 11:59 PM UTC
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life isnt so grey in technicolor i murmur into the pillows yelling solitary in my room cant remember past nor future all blurs into great stillborn lie little chasms of death where once were brain cells olneys lesions
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 11:59 PM UTC
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