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Self-Loathing 

Under all the storms that made
I can barely recall this living
I'm just a parasite draining life 
From everyone I've ever met

I try consolidate my mind
But it keeps leaking out like a pipe
Calling me worthless to be a compliment
You can throw the dirt on top of me 
Bury me alive but I've already wasted all your time

Here's your daily reminder
Good healthy amount of self-loathing
Has killed more then automotive 

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Damon Blackery

Thu 3rd May 2018 23:35

Thank's

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