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in a darkened, smoky room getting lost amongst the swell third eye spies my walking doom an angel, staring straight from hell black eyeliner, matching attire Designer, destined to set souls on fire destination heaven no designated driver begging for attention I had to feed the pyre she enjoys the tension in it for the chase I'm here on propension could be any race like a Disney princess twice the grit and charm every piece a twin set she takes me by the arm tells me I should drink this hands me something fizzy I downed it in an instant started to get dizzy and I can't remember what she said her name was something like Amber.. Erica.. Blair .. uhh. . as her face was melting she told me to sit down but the stool kept bending and I'm on the wood now she's bent over double tried to pick me up but I'm seeing double I might be in trouble battle with the stairwell I had to hold her hand asked her what she did, she said you wouldn't understand I asked again, that was when she let go of my hand small miracle I didn't fall 'cause I could barely stand somehow made it to the back seat asked her where we're going she just closed the door and said you're better off not knowing
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Oct 30, 2023
Oct 30, 2023 at 10:58 PM UTC
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in a darkened, smoky room getting lost amongst the swell third eye spies my walking doom an angel, staring straight from hell black eyeliner, matching attire Designer, destined to set souls on fire destination heaven no designated driver begging for attention I had to feed the pyre she enjoys the tension in it for the chase I'm here on propension could be any race like a Disney princess twice the grit and charm every piece a twin set she takes me by the arm tells me I should drink this hands me something fizzy I downed it in an instant started to get dizzy and I can't remember what she said her name was something like Amber.. Erica.. Blair .. uhh. . as her face was melting she told me to sit down but the stool kept bending and I'm on the wood now she's bent over double tried to pick me up but I'm seeing double I might be in trouble battle with the stairwell I had to hold her hand asked her what she did, she said you wouldn't understand I asked again, that was when she let go of my hand small miracle I didn't fall 'cause I could barely stand somehow made it to the back seat asked her where we're going she just closed the door and said you're better off not knowing
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Oct 30, 2023
Oct 30, 2023 at 10:58 PM UTC
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