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written November 15th, 2016 "Some say your favorite color sneaks up on you A repetitive slate that shows itself time and time again Some say depression does the same One day - you're feeling alright, the next you're dwelled in this feeling of desire Desire for the sweet kiss of death to lay its lips upon your cheek Affection always was highly underrated And so you lie there - body aching, trying not to throw up, tired of your time, life, dignity And you wander where all this time has gone and how you ended up here Yet if one thing is for sure, You're content in the pitch black nothingness that surrounds you, Black is a new favorite"
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
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written November 15th, 2016 "Some say your favorite color sneaks up on you A repetitive slate that shows itself time and time again Some say depression does the same One day - you're feeling alright, the next you're dwelled in this feeling of desire Desire for the sweet kiss of death to lay its lips upon your cheek Affection always was highly underrated And so you lie there - body aching, trying not to throw up, tired of your time, life, dignity And you wander where all this time has gone and how you ended up here Yet if one thing is for sure, You're content in the pitch black nothingness that surrounds you, Black is a new favorite"
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
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