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The world is like sandpaper to my nerves Raindrops seem like bombshells to my ears, and well Every touch by my own hands is met with an internally antisocial taint Heartburn and headache are my companions now Light burns my eyes like sulfur I need someone to **** me senseless and wake me when its over
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 1:42 PM UTC
"sandpaper gesture"
The world is like sandpaper to my nerves Raindrops seem like bombshells to my ears, and well Every touch by my own hands is met with an internally antisocial taint Heartburn and headache are my companions now Light burns my eyes like sulfur I need someone to **** me senseless and wake me when its over
david-crum
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 1:42 PM UTC
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