Im a rainbow of pure hate
Jag är trött. Kall i sinnet, tråkiga dagar som börjar smälta in i varandra, förlorar mening. Det är inte bara höstmörker därute, det är mörker i folks hjärtan. Jag tror jag förlorar en vän men kanske inte, vet varken ut eller in nu. Det är tomt & tyst här i min nedsläckta lägenhet men jag gillar att vara ensam, ibland de enda gånger jag kan bara vara och låta det feberaktiga, sjuka i mig rinna ner i pölar runt mina fötter där det sugs upp igen.
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All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
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