sorry
I'm fuckin hatred
I'm fuckin draggged
I'm fuckin living in the screwed up whatever the upsidedown world of iridescence
why doesn't your fuckin life glow that purple-blue glow
why doesn't he just take me by my mouth yet and whip me into shape
I don't wanna live this life
but everyone else wants to live it because it is easier
it is easier to control
not as much effort
-art
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