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Leech
I stutter to confess. This misconception of my fucking past. Sift through the pain to gather my brains. With all the shit that spews from your mouth. Nothing has slipped my mind. Like kerosene straight to a fire, my contempt for you grows. But I have to bury this inside and seek light in another healer. I feel sick again my intestines are bent to hell. Deceiving us akk your just a drifter. misleading pitiful your existance blisters. Grip on reality begins to slip. OH how ill you must feel. Gasp for air. Swallow your pills before this all comes crashing down. watch as you stagger from this disaster. Sing to me sweet nothings. But ill stand here white as a ghost. Sing to me. Sweet nothings. Sing to me sympathy.
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