Oh, the razorblade, that's what I call love,
I bet you'd pick it up and mess around with it
If I put it down
It gets extremely complicated.
Anything to forget everything.
You've got to take me out,
At least once a week
Whether I'm in your arms,
Or I'm at your feet.
I know exactly what you're thinking
You won't say it now
But in your heart it's
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i know exactly what you mean.
fuck music. i love it.
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lmaooo!!
jk love you man!
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A pseudo intellectual, you lack the passion of a true writer. Your words are awkward and fall hard into the category of lame. Give it up faggot, you make another post like this and I will etch your name into my desk as a constant reminder of how I need to cut your face the next time I see you.
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