monoxide child

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I'm sitting in the dark talking to myself why dies everybody tell e that I need help I'm in love wit pain I take a needle of a k I've and drive that muthafucka through my windpipe I just might take a razor blade dip it in some gas and see if I can take a little skin off the calf I'm grotesque I'm a walking body bag and when it all heals I pick the scabs...

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