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Constriction, Restricting your airway Throw you down the stairway Violence made my mind break Oh wait! You think you can escape? Leave me after you played your game? The silence was a mind-rape And now you try to escape? Why the **** are you doing this to me Am I your ******* experiment? Just another play-toy, just another boy Only this time this one rises with the decision to destroy Why'd you **** me over like this? What I did wasn't this bad I become obsessed, it's true BUT NOW I ******* HATE YOU! Yet I still want to talk, God knows why When clearly you've made up your mind now I gotta decide Whether or not to fade away, turn to grey The mist through the hills on a cold and rainy day Or stick around and get ****** over more WHY THE **** YOU MAKING ME ANGRY FOR? I demand answers, I need some ******* answers I have too many questions and I never was a dancer! So stop waltzing with my conscious around this God-forsaken floor Find a better one, a cleaner one, before I'm missing you when I destroy it all
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 5:58 AM UTC
Experiment: Failure_001
Constriction, Restricting your airway Throw you down the stairway Violence made my mind break Oh wait! You think you can escape? Leave me after you played your game? The silence was a mind-rape And now you try to escape? Why the **** are you doing this to me Am I your ******* experiment? Just another play-toy, just another boy Only this time this one rises with the decision to destroy Why'd you **** me over like this? What I did wasn't this bad I become obsessed, it's true BUT NOW I ******* HATE YOU! Yet I still want to talk, God knows why When clearly you've made up your mind now I gotta decide Whether or not to fade away, turn to grey The mist through the hills on a cold and rainy day Or stick around and get ****** over more WHY THE **** YOU MAKING ME ANGRY FOR? I demand answers, I need some ******* answers I have too many questions and I never was a dancer! So stop waltzing with my conscious around this God-forsaken floor Find a better one, a cleaner one, before I'm missing you when I destroy it all
**** this stupid little game... I need to talk to her. she's ******* me off. We need to talk one. Last. Time. Before I totally lose my ****
#anger#life#failure#boys#girls#talk#wishes#violence#problems#experiment
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26/Trans Female
May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 5:58 AM UTC
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