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My life is dripping out of my hands fingers aren't watertight sticky palms sticky jeans red streaks down my shirt Just a little puddle, cupped and the **** thing's dripping out. Run down my wrists smear in my elbows stain my shirt sleeves blue, my tears are chapped lips run dry watch as I drown in my favorite hue.
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Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 11:35 AM UTC
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My life is dripping out of my hands fingers aren't watertight sticky palms sticky jeans red streaks down my shirt Just a little puddle, cupped and the **** thing's dripping out. Run down my wrists smear in my elbows stain my shirt sleeves blue, my tears are chapped lips run dry watch as I drown in my favorite hue.
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Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 11:35 AM UTC
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