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HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GO ON LIVING WHEN YOU'RE THE FIRST AND LAST THING I THINK OF EVERY DAY AND HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BREATHE WHEN ALL I WANT TO INHALE IS YOUR SCENT **** **** **** **** **** **** YOUR LIPS ARE ALL I DREAM ABOUT ADN I THINK I'M WASTING AWAY FOR WHAT IS FOOD WHEN ALL I WANT TO EAT IS YOU SEE, I CAN'T EVEN SPELL RIGHT AND MAYBE THAT'S JUST MY CONCUSSION BUT YOU'RE PUSHING OUT EVERYTHING ELSE IN MY BRAIN YOU'RE ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT AND I'M SLOWLY LOSING MY WILL TO LIVE me.gs
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Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
2:26 pm, 4/30/14 (The Laments of a Long Lost Lover)
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GO ON LIVING WHEN YOU'RE THE FIRST AND LAST THING I THINK OF EVERY DAY AND HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BREATHE WHEN ALL I WANT TO INHALE IS YOUR SCENT **** **** **** **** **** **** YOUR LIPS ARE ALL I DREAM ABOUT ADN I THINK I'M WASTING AWAY FOR WHAT IS FOOD WHEN ALL I WANT TO EAT IS YOU SEE, I CAN'T EVEN SPELL RIGHT AND MAYBE THAT'S JUST MY CONCUSSION BUT YOU'RE PUSHING OUT EVERYTHING ELSE IN MY BRAIN YOU'RE ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT AND I'M SLOWLY LOSING MY WILL TO LIVE me.gs
i actually like this one a lot
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Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
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