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A massacre inside his brain; perfect eloquence of pain. Bowling with cuss and strain, The entire community remains. A growling neighbour and I hear his tears keep on to pour.
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Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 12:55 PM UTC
A Growling Neighbour
A massacre inside his brain; perfect eloquence of pain. Bowling with cuss and strain, The entire community remains. A growling neighbour and I hear his tears keep on to pour.
I hear him. He's hurt.
#pain#sadness
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monsieurarvie
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Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 12:55 PM UTC
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