| Current mood: | guilty |
| Current music: | 7mary3-waters edge |
disgusted
the sight of your eyes makes my stomach turn the touch of your blotted skin makes me scream your erie essence follows me, making me squirm your words demodulate me, making me flee
your crawl behind me steadily waiting until the time you can take me readily unto your unrealistic realm
moonlight gripping me firm as eye shout out my words you'll never have me, you pathetic worm these thots driving me insane
and eye know..eye'm better than them...eye will succeed
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