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Pushing limits walking away Why wait when I could act Misplace passive aggression With a pistol and a guilty conscious (AIM) reaches are not running When space bars cage an existence Pulling words from these characters Shooting messages flips to shaders through the windows Online presents will determine you’re future income Pass the aggression into a sight with an eye at pin point Withdrawing (ATM), coloring red as the floor Checking the walls as pink matter Saving the mixes for the pallets on set Depositing later all the info I need to evade Panic attacks walking Bullets wait for running Esc... I’ll find joy in drowning in my own painting
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Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 12:39 AM UTC
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Pushing limits walking away Why wait when I could act Misplace passive aggression With a pistol and a guilty conscious (AIM) reaches are not running When space bars cage an existence Pulling words from these characters Shooting messages flips to shaders through the windows Online presents will determine you’re future income Pass the aggression into a sight with an eye at pin point Withdrawing (ATM), coloring red as the floor Checking the walls as pink matter Saving the mixes for the pallets on set Depositing later all the info I need to evade Panic attacks walking Bullets wait for running Esc... I’ll find joy in drowning in my own painting
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Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 12:39 AM UTC
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