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I can hear the blood in my ears a steady thrumming I feel my body succumbing To the steady pulse of my nervous habits Lifting and picking It's itching begging pleading To come out and play "Don't lead to my dismay"
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Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 10:26 PM UTC
"Don't lead to my dismay"
I can hear the blood in my ears a steady thrumming I feel my body succumbing To the steady pulse of my nervous habits Lifting and picking It's itching begging pleading To come out and play "Don't lead to my dismay"
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Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 10:26 PM UTC
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