#echosaid

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I am still the epitome of beauty

truly...

We were a true match, me & myself.

We laughed, we played and

We were the most fun, we created all the games.

But somewhere along the line all our friends became high

And all her teachers just

didn't care.

I left a note just tor them

it was never for her, I only had one line for her,

it was just that "I know baby, you're gone. You're gone too."

We're both survivors of something that could've been tragic.

It was tragic.

It's sssso tragic, gold is the color we wear when we want to forget.

Gold is the color we paint because we are choosing to forget.

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Chastised every morning, when I tried to understand this it was troubling to me.

Until I entered the grand sanctuary of God.

For one day those who arrogantly,

threathen, oppression!

Whose prosperity, haughtiness.

Those who do not suffer — those with an easy life.

Suddenly like a dream when one wakes up, I will be gone.

My heart left sour

but I will continually be singing for her advice I took.

While, he still doesn't turn off the

lights and he throws spoons.

I, knew that one day we would have to remember.

He would have to remember...

He would have to remember that there were pills and I had guns

and like clay, we were transformed

but by God's grace, we won, we are winning,

we're going to win.

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Failure to me is the dogs barking outside, nevermind that though.

I am sure that there are times when life is despondent and there's nothing much really to say.

This would only work by which we, I would assume be mumbling and whispers.

I fear that it is almost never quiet.

I am but existence,

the echo which dogs bark

and I

have nothing else to offer you.

For I am not Spoken Words, I am but Written, Typed, letters on a Screen.

I am Graphics. PNGs.

I never really wanted to be here, as in like, in front of your face saying anything but here I am.

Racing on top of a fence in-between deciding if I want to do this or not.

To share is to make real, I would rather be

Rich.

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Left a note on the destbitxh, read it.

Like an ill will, I'll be burning my yearly last requests.

I doubt fear leads anywhere brevet anyway &* more-so, wat if I get bored in a 7 years or so?

Flammable thoughts for fleeting notions...

Like chicken skin that's been left on the counter— its become putrid & stale.

Long live strawberries, however.

Sometimes I hope to offend my dead grandfather... idk why. I feel he's somewhere reading this.

Omg, ddnt mean to get so salty.

you should gettahHarvard degree the way you studied like that mygrl

Leave a crumb of herniated 4 us whydontya

damn.

Oblivion's so sweet when you like the — pause.

Ima stop right here

*energy cleanses*

Iqbal, preordained good fortune.

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Beach Towel

Unruly Swan Babe.

Destination : Greatness.

The video, the track list ,

Hair splittin' in, protective cap this.

A bedtime story we may kin in

Naked again.

Plug me in

Threes leaves fell on the titty...

Monetary compensation policyholders ahead...

Yes.

On two back legs, Off, take me to drive.

My bangs so sticky I'm on my way to measure heights.

~etheralting

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I'm seeing green so I'm posting episode 3 tomorrow

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