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[fuck_compton]

A mistaken assumption of his fallen adoration, a fantasy of dancing to a song not yet sung, to be the one who strains to stay in key. Discarded reflection left to bleed for better days. No saving, one who's lost all hope, she would sew her eyes shut for just one kiss. When all she needs is just one regret, nestled in a depression. Days go on,

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[anonymous]

If the Army wouldn't take you before, how will they take you now?

[fuck_compton]

They don't care about tattoos anymore...