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i couldd never kill myself but im still so

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its your choice of being ablated or affiliated . its your choice of being shoved or loved . its your choice of being tired and aching or wired and shaking

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never find it again because its all written on the page the wooden crown embalmed in blood the splinter that im hanging from or the stake in my hand

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i should write a book its about tapestry its about pages ✝️ i used to worship my temple i used to look at my eyes and se the ciry 🌃 but you can only read y mind 🛐 so deep or sooner or gone 🧬 things you cant decide

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half of a century my eyes . half of a century my eyes . colors fade . as the world turns away . away from the sun . spying liars

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hey holes hey tired eyes hey soft and hard hey whisper and screaming hey whittlestick hey bag of fruit hey bag of lies

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what would You do if your name was Big Eyes on A Small face

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i dont know when i accepted that it doesnt get better but i know that ive felt like a ghost for yearsrr t,, . iit seems like some things dont change even youve done everything right . even when im out having fun its the same as when im lying in bed with my hair i havent washed in weeks

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its a coalition of superstition . its a choice of dividing or providing . its a choice of colliding or overriding .

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i think i like being this way does anyone else like being this way is anyone else really happy like this is anyone else really fulfilled like this im so grateful for my eyes

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i couldd never kill myself but im still so	1
its your choice of being ablated or affiliated . its your choice of being shoved or loved . its your choice of being tired and aching or wired and shaking	1
never find it again because its all written on the page the wooden crown embalmed in blood the splinter that im hanging from or the stake in my hand	1
i should write a book its about tapestry its about pages ✝️ i used to worship my temple i used to look at my eyes and se the ciry 🌃 but you can only read y mind 🛐 so deep or sooner or gone 🧬 things you cant decide	1
half of a century my eyes . half of a century my eyes . colors fade . as the world turns away . away from the sun . spying liars	1
hey holes hey tired eyes hey soft and hard hey whisper and screaming hey whittlestick hey bag of fruit hey bag of lies	1
what would You do if your name was Big Eyes on A Small face	1
i dont know when i accepted that it doesnt get better but i know that ive felt like a ghost for yearsrr t,, . iit seems like some things dont change even youve done everything right . even when im out having fun its the same as when im lying in bed with my hair i havent washed in weeks	1
its a coalition of superstition . its a choice of dividing or providing . its a choice of colliding or overriding .	1
i think i like being this way does anyone else like being this way is anyone else really happy like this is anyone else really fulfilled like this im so grateful for my eyes	1