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DRAFT: Splinters of my sanity stick in thick blood pressure on my chest I cannot breathe this fluff There are keys like coins going into me My lungs are slot machines
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
i need help. writers block ughhhhh
DRAFT: Splinters of my sanity stick in thick blood pressure on my chest I cannot breathe this fluff There are keys like coins going into me My lungs are slot machines
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
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