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i don't know what to write filled with such spite weed is nice life ain't right choose the left blue or red? be different, unique like everyone else- well said. "She looks so dead" My smile covers nothing I don't do it much now mum said good days are coming, never rushing when a man invented pigments and a woman invented technology What karma will come to my doorstep wholeheartedly? sitting in my room typing away writing about the things that kill my day I know I'm not alone, others feel the same So I'll shut the fuck up and lay with Mary J ~Macey