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Picture Imperfect

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Picture Imperfect

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Jamie No Kumbaya

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Martin "Shaquille Sunflower" Payne

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L🖤VE

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Migraine

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Wine Cooler Poetry

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Law of Attraction

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Twin Flame 🔥🥵💥

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Greek Mythology Poem

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I'll remember the feeling forever, it'll always hold a special place in my memory

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Cancer Men are an acquired taste

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Year Of The🐰

Depressed because of you... I played a part so I guess I'm depressed because of me

Anger coming back, maybe because you're not back

Anger coming up like vomit after a binger 

Painting the town red, death of the love that was bread

Breaking bread, eating my life away. Trying to release endorphins but they're trapped inside a hideaway

Last of a dying breed because the breed is extinct

Hoping for a brighter day. Nights are dark. Days are pitch black. My eyes open, all I see is a room full of nothing. Maybe a room full of something... A lost soul. That was once found

Flash light flickering. I should let it drop

Tears trapped like a past life. Feel like I'm past life

Depression suffocating thinking about relocating

Year of the awakened yet I want to go back to sleep. Back to an existence that once existed. Whether in my dreams or reality

Screaming out loud the only way I know to get the anger out safely. Anger was lying dormant, now in the midst of an outbreak

Lungs sore but I can't help but scream. Tears bottled like shaken carbon dioxide. Sore vocals, I need a vocal coach

Carrying around baggage that's invisible to others

Thieves of joy in ski masks hidden in the bushes. Thieves of creativity playing tricks like they work on a corner

Aiding and abetting fugitive thoughts

Drowning in my own mistakes. My own regrets. Broken promises to myself

I feel invincible not because I am but because I'm not.

Woah is me. Me is woah.

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