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Your words Drip Like a tap that's Always on Or a trashbag That's ripped And never ending Garbage Rolling down the Highway Blowing out Inside the wind of fear You cause Destruction Then need repairing Can't you hear Your own Words Echos Instill Deliberate hollows Rip me Find me space
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
Restive
Your words Drip Like a tap that's Always on Or a trashbag That's ripped And never ending Garbage Rolling down the Highway Blowing out Inside the wind of fear You cause Destruction Then need repairing Can't you hear Your own Words Echos Instill Deliberate hollows Rip me Find me space
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
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