that interlude
was longer than
any of the previous
poems on here.
this album
doesn’t even
make sense
anymore.
nothing does,
let’s eat!
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prom coming up, barely care for the day, mama said i need a date, but i’d rather stay home and play games, elijah got sniped and he yells in... -
dear kerry walk, i never met you and i already hate you, and i don’t carry hate in my heart so don’t take that with a grain of salt, i hate ... -
but before i go, send this message to the world, make sure the words are all in bold. i’ve been down some roads i wish i’d never known, this...
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