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Poetic Suicide

chaos, love, and emotions run through my veins like fiery stool through the colon of a mexican the pain of my soul is almost comparable to that of a staph infection the bright lights in my eyes shine through the dark dank cellar door of your diaper

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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