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Let's get drunk with our glass of tears As it glimmers in the broken crystals Let's get hype in the proximity of vultures As it shimmers together with the predators. They offered me with glittered drinks, Like a sequin on my dress, with their eyes glittering in jealousy. I got a little tipsy as they urge me to dance. I danced along with the imperfections and got preyed by the deceptions, A victim of a hoax. I thought I was having fun but they choked me until the air into my lungs are gone. They're guilty but not sorry.
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Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 1:46 PM UTC
Drunk art
Let's get drunk with our glass of tears As it glimmers in the broken crystals Let's get hype in the proximity of vultures As it shimmers together with the predators. They offered me with glittered drinks, Like a sequin on my dress, with their eyes glittering in jealousy. I got a little tipsy as they urge me to dance. I danced along with the imperfections and got preyed by the deceptions, A victim of a hoax. I thought I was having fun but they choked me until the air into my lungs are gone. They're guilty but not sorry.
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Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 1:46 PM UTC
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