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Super Sticky Glue
All alone in the world
full of disgrace, and disgust.
I never knew anything,
all my thoughts turned to dust.
The black and the gold,
this must have been my heart,
turning to dark mold.
Crusty and dry,
my high was fading,
and my eyes cried to a certain soul.
They all abandoned me,
and left me for dead.
As for what they forgot,
was apar...
Friday 2nd March 2018 5:28 pm
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