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- Spirit of the Apocalypse
- Is temptation as wary as we believe it to be? or are we just weak? A constant reminder of the left over glitter and blue eyemake up. I walk down the unlit streets at midnight, numb to paranoia, in heels and my skinny's. I get home and lie on my cold bed to dream of monsters and heaven in a unison style. I'm like a peppermint eaten away with nicotine stains in my eyes. Clean up your mess. . . its getting out of control
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