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.:one eleven:.

one eleven make a wish
an a.m. boi ice cream dream*
then i'd slit my throat
everyone i have surpassed...
real~ dreamy as a cobain
but with this lack of conciousness
i should've...
arms~heart
gone forever amen
a million perfect poets lost
( branches on my boi tree )
falling on apathy *back*