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HALF (Pimple) by imperfect_creation
(no re-writing alowed!)
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
this must be it.
i'm ready to flip.
changing direction to diffrent intentional infections... oh,
did i forget to mention
i don't care right now.
i'm not here right now.
something eles is running my mind.
fuck you all.
spitting out shit with my lips of wit (what) with
your lips so wet i'll let
myself do this thing
we will both regret.
how much sence can half a man make.
half a mistake.
half awake.
half ready to break your heart.
half ready to heal and start
to figure out wich half of me is acually real.
HALF OF ME CAN'T FEEL
!nairb uoy kcuf
you suck...uoy etah i
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