tooo late too tired to think but give me a sec

[_twistedfantasy]

i dont know, where the days go when days are slow, or the time is all past, paper burns as fast, as life lasts, but its all been a waste to throw my memories in the trash. i try to ripe the rotten fruit, two full six to shoot, the guns i've gained, for melted dreams of fame. Fallen from the tops of trees like dien leaves blown away by the cool

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[anonymous]

im sick of this shit i need to go back to my roots