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Labels

Fuck you and your labels
You don't create a box for me
I don't live within your constraints
I don't act by your beliefs
I don't judge myself by your expectations
You piece of shit
You rat fucking dog
Here, have a sip of my bile
You drive me to blood boiling hate with your labels
I'd like to cut your eyes out
And feed them to you

Yeah...
KhaoticKat
Written by KhaoticKat
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Author's Note
The visceral rage of being labeled
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