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One word for you is a mark for me, You think words is all they’ll be. All those words turn into thought, A thought that really is what brought. Brought me to this final place, Got rid of all the actual grace. Made me into all that’s vile, made me accept this final mile. Pushed me all the way to here, Made everything else just disappear.
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 1:00 PM UTC
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One word for you is a mark for me, You think words is all they’ll be. All those words turn into thought, A thought that really is what brought. Brought me to this final place, Got rid of all the actual grace. Made me into all that’s vile, made me accept this final mile. Pushed me all the way to here, Made everything else just disappear.
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17/M/Netherlands
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 1:00 PM UTC
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