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You missed me As if your words were bullets and your lovely intentions invisible suspension bridges, I'm lit and your words mean **** Like Neo no longer consider myself a hero because I absorb the hit Your actions tha hatchet everything you wanted you came & snatched it Steadily voices echo You know she ratchet But I'm being Supreme Scission from the dream from Your, destruction no physical eruption just disjunction Son of Atom We split I spit on U
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Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 4:29 PM UTC
(She Says...) Missed You
You missed me As if your words were bullets and your lovely intentions invisible suspension bridges, I'm lit and your words mean **** Like Neo no longer consider myself a hero because I absorb the hit Your actions tha hatchet everything you wanted you came & snatched it Steadily voices echo You know she ratchet But I'm being Supreme Scission from the dream from Your, destruction no physical eruption just disjunction Son of Atom We split I spit on U
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Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 4:29 PM UTC
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