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I can feel it inside Clawing up Plotting in its mind I have no control Can’t give way For this thing inside it comes loose I run and hide my very own friend till the end of time
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Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 3:11 PM UTC
My little friend
I can feel it inside Clawing up Plotting in its mind I have no control Can’t give way For this thing inside it comes loose I run and hide my very own friend till the end of time
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Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 3:11 PM UTC
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