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Alone
Meth heads gone outer space life walls without a Trace I Walk Alone. Blindfolded arms tied with a shoelace icy lake freezing cold veins blown heart beats. Death of might be cheating when reality interrupts settled down take s*** and grow the f****** up
Published 5th Aug 2020
Author's Note
I like the credit with some family members I might I'm on drugs and Douglasville Georgia that's where I got my inspiration I hung out with these two methods
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