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hey. give me some critique.
the day's around the bend
and i'm one with the bullet
i've been strong and i've been weak
and those stitches in my hands
weren't from breaking hearts
they were from all those thorns
when i went picking weeds
and stopped doing
all your dirty deeds
the day's around the bend
and i'm one with the bullet
the trigger's hot on my finger
like your pursuit
when you thought you used to know me
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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