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oh would you look at that his true colors bursting forth in glorious array just pretty enough to be the ugliest thing i've ever seen he didn't care about you you were a small insignificant distraction attraction comedic act you were a joke he liked to laugh at and once a joke is told the punch line come and gone the laughter faded there is emptiness for just a second before it is filled with another you're always going to be a joke get used to it, red you're only good for a smile every now and then when it comes down to it you're just another piece of dust that departs to float forever until it lands somewhere else it's not wanted
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Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 3:23 AM UTC
a punchline
oh would you look at that his true colors bursting forth in glorious array just pretty enough to be the ugliest thing i've ever seen he didn't care about you you were a small insignificant distraction attraction comedic act you were a joke he liked to laugh at and once a joke is told the punch line come and gone the laughter faded there is emptiness for just a second before it is filled with another you're always going to be a joke get used to it, red you're only good for a smile every now and then when it comes down to it you're just another piece of dust that departs to float forever until it lands somewhere else it's not wanted
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Redshift
F/American
Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 3:23 AM UTC
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