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You're sickening, kisses like  cyanide I hide, from a world guesstimating A potentional of none The different is done Procrastination is fun Imagination is hung Ticky tack in our lack, it's to late to go back Steadily we stand, no need to navigate I won't hesitate The mundane has won
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Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC
Memoirs of a drunk girl
You're sickening, kisses like  cyanide I hide, from a world guesstimating A potentional of none The different is done Procrastination is fun Imagination is hung Ticky tack in our lack, it's to late to go back Steadily we stand, no need to navigate I won't hesitate The mundane has won
Karajean
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Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC
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