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it's intriguing and black and empty, but so full you must see what's down it's so hard to stay away from the drain and sometimes you don't even know what pulled the plug but your foot touches the hole and you just sort of cry because here we are again I thought we were past this and it's all a Jenga puzzle over and ******* over again it never ends, there is no peace
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 11:12 PM UTC
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it's intriguing and black and empty, but so full you must see what's down it's so hard to stay away from the drain and sometimes you don't even know what pulled the plug but your foot touches the hole and you just sort of cry because here we are again I thought we were past this and it's all a Jenga puzzle over and ******* over again it never ends, there is no peace
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kariel-k-buche
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 11:12 PM UTC
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