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achild i was with a mind of my own you came and snached it i just havent grown left in me in gutter yup thats where ive been thrown your heart so dark so cold like a piece of stone how could you do that to your own aching flesh and bone that house we live in, fading in thee unknown still stuck in the age seven, i just havent grown rocking myself, scratching i feel so alone hypocoristic , narcissistic, pessimistic, you wear like your fav cologne
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 2:10 PM UTC
Growing pain
achild i was with a mind of my own you came and snached it i just havent grown left in me in gutter yup thats where ive been thrown your heart so dark so cold like a piece of stone how could you do that to your own aching flesh and bone that house we live in, fading in thee unknown still stuck in the age seven, i just havent grown rocking myself, scratching i feel so alone hypocoristic , narcissistic, pessimistic, you wear like your fav cologne
Fatema_Aj
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 2:10 PM UTC
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