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All these painful memories fuel the flood of words They could last for centuries, dying to be heard Screaming, fighting, holding back, things you'll never know Downing all of my prozac, I think you should go
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Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 4:57 PM UTC
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All these painful memories fuel the flood of words They could last for centuries, dying to be heard Screaming, fighting, holding back, things you'll never know Downing all of my prozac, I think you should go
I'm honestly doing a lot better now than I was before, but I think depressing sounding poems just come easily to me now xD
elise-jaco
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Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 4:57 PM UTC
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