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Stuck In Performance Mode

panic stricken kickin & screamin, beating down sound. your presence is all around surrounds each breath like death. she writhes, choking the confessions of sins she couldn't commit- stuck in performance mode (sit, stay). left, no more- no less, devoured by dismay.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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