| What chains bind me here? what invisible border must I not cross? Who am I staying for? What am I staying for? There is nothing. In a world of endless possiblities and oppertunities How is it that I only want one? |
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| More and more frequently them come. Longer and Longer they stay. I want it to end. but then there would be absolutly nothing to look forward to.
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| And it all falls down That ain't no etch-a-sketch. This is one doodle that can't be un-did, homeskillet. |
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Yup. Thats it.
Actually, wait.... Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck. and finally FUCK YOU. |
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