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A pivot, A ****** A watershed Been miserably waiting for dawn in my head Then the day came A day my mismatch soul and body met I fed on your words and voices Wolf down everything from you and store them up Taking mental snapshot in the dark And prepare myself for yet another brutal week I fed on tasty food and a good mood Treat myself with something tangible Glutton is never a sin for me I fed on fantasies.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 11:15 AM UTC
Wednesday
A pivot, A ****** A watershed Been miserably waiting for dawn in my head Then the day came A day my mismatch soul and body met I fed on your words and voices Wolf down everything from you and store them up Taking mental snapshot in the dark And prepare myself for yet another brutal week I fed on tasty food and a good mood Treat myself with something tangible Glutton is never a sin for me I fed on fantasies.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 11:15 AM UTC
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