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my thoughts sitting here in study hall..

author
Breanna White

Everything. tastes. Like. death.

and I need a cigarette.

Maybe If I take some meth,

it would make me forget.

I cry blood, I bleed sweat.

Yeah b*tch I’m backwards;

Don’t you ever forget.

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