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i could tell you what you want to hear but instead i want to lie i haven’t had a spine for a very long time but no nerves have been severed at the base of my skull i should think just about now but the creaking of locked doors are all that will sound i could lie to you now i could stand up to you now i could have a will against you except i am no longer sure of my capabilities except i am so far away from consistency except i my life is no longer available to me
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 9:40 AM UTC
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i could tell you what you want to hear but instead i want to lie i haven’t had a spine for a very long time but no nerves have been severed at the base of my skull i should think just about now but the creaking of locked doors are all that will sound i could lie to you now i could stand up to you now i could have a will against you except i am no longer sure of my capabilities except i am so far away from consistency except i my life is no longer available to me
winter-robin
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 9:40 AM UTC
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