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Tormented mind
Writing with a tormented mind, heart upon my sleeve, hard to emulate my thoughts, even harder to believe, I just realized it's not my heart, here's how the story goes, the slimy stuff thats on my sleeve is where I blew my nose; I'm sorry for those of you that thought this would be deep, but my ass is draggin, my back hurts, and my mind has gone to sleep!
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