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days dangling persisting mists keep paralysis locked upon these lips priority checklists insist there is much more to live for than this but a pack of 20 is gone long before the night arrives to heighten my hollow feining core eagerly willing to endure more if it brings an end to the internal war then moved onto 100's it's the percentage of how certain I am that all corruption is never ending these invented coping methods -lists of pros and cons with cigarettes- are not getting me any closer to blending only extending the mending process of which I wish I was commencing I bet instead I'll keep pretending that this demise is intended for me still I know I'm only guessing and growing further away from social structure that has been made, but made to rupture
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 8:46 AM UTC
social structure
days dangling persisting mists keep paralysis locked upon these lips priority checklists insist there is much more to live for than this but a pack of 20 is gone long before the night arrives to heighten my hollow feining core eagerly willing to endure more if it brings an end to the internal war then moved onto 100's it's the percentage of how certain I am that all corruption is never ending these invented coping methods -lists of pros and cons with cigarettes- are not getting me any closer to blending only extending the mending process of which I wish I was commencing I bet instead I'll keep pretending that this demise is intended for me still I know I'm only guessing and growing further away from social structure that has been made, but made to rupture
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 8:46 AM UTC
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