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I am a ticking bomb Of mass destruction Chaos burns bright in my eyes As I pick myself apart Looking for the right wire Red or blue Hesitating, shaking violently Hushed whispers of pain and frustration While the pressure is too much Why would you come near When I'm set to self destruct
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Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
Self Destruct
I am a ticking bomb Of mass destruction Chaos burns bright in my eyes As I pick myself apart Looking for the right wire Red or blue Hesitating, shaking violently Hushed whispers of pain and frustration While the pressure is too much Why would you come near When I'm set to self destruct
You came and cut the wire. You saved me.
amber-bowen
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Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
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