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(I’m no psycho)

I hate that I won’t see her like this again,

I want to chase her fucking plane (I’m no psycho).

 

She’s the girl,

but she evaporates.

I hope it rains.

 

She’s pure MDMA,

I’m coming down.

What right do I have,

to feel this way?

 

Forget her face,

Before you remember it forever.

Grin and bear it,

it just doesn’t matter.

 

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About TheFeelest

I don't actually exist outside of my own perception.

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