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"Battered and confused
but it's nothing like a ticking bomb"

there's ashes in my 40
don't waste that shit
you're nothing
but the past

how many count their ashes
you do
you do
I do

I don't remember myy name
I don't remember the pleasure
I wanted to be

It's cold outside
why won't it rain
Texas
I hate you
I hate you
I hate me

I hate all that I touch
don't judge me
I am
what they made me
I accept that
even if you won't

What am I
I forgot
they
they don't matter today
blood is just as importanT
as alcohol
not mine
crystal
crystal
how much ice
is in crystal
In the value

I miss you baby
you were so innocent
till you found me
so many rocks
so many lines
so many I'll live if you do
I'm so fat now

It ws never enough
I was never enough
baby girl
I love you
I miss you
I needed you
a month ago

It should've said lily
not Madeline
notMadeline
fucking bastards
Never knew
you
but I did

who am I
Today
You used to know
you used to know

who am I?
Who am I?

Why didn't I die

Instead?