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Drown my sorrows instead of myself. My liquors top shelf. She doesn't kid herself, she's clinically insane only alive for the game. Sadness is all she gains. She doesn't watch the rain, she's too busy sleeping away the pain. To keep herself sane. She throws back the pills with five in her grasp, she keeps going and starts to laugh. This is the way a psychopath acts.
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 4:32 PM UTC
Clinically insane
Drown my sorrows instead of myself. My liquors top shelf. She doesn't kid herself, she's clinically insane only alive for the game. Sadness is all she gains. She doesn't watch the rain, she's too busy sleeping away the pain. To keep herself sane. She throws back the pills with five in her grasp, she keeps going and starts to laugh. This is the way a psychopath acts.
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 4:32 PM UTC
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