Just like the Chemicals
I'll Stab my leg with this pen. As you look at me in disgust. I'll settle for less. What the hell did you expect. The fakest damn creature. Tip toe down the hall into another day where the sun blinds me. These Creatures are so pecuilar to me. But yet I'm not a sleep. Forgive me and suffer, this is what they call bliss. She deserves the truth than these half blinded lies. Sorry to Disappoint you once again. Let the Viloins play and let me follow these voices. Sugar Plum Fairies and lemon drops. Lock them up.
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