hell
I got a better chance of getting into hell on a full ride then I do being able to make a connection with someone well, at least the devil might love me cause the way the world made my heart Black as a midnight in a thunderstorm hard as a piece of coal encased in ice only thing that can melt my heart are dark colored eyes but I know that won't ever happen cause my momma left me at six months
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