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and the ram wore flowers on his head
532i don't want to ask you
443i don't want to tell you
424pets
415symptoms of fear-based parenting
406(the lack of a) demanding visitor
407looking past the confines of a mirror, i saw a pile of ash that resembled me
388i need to stop running from you
389cracked oracle bones
3610feign as meat
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flowers made from wool

who knows what you deserve

for those who still pray, and for those who still decide to continue, promise me one thing. promise me that you will burn all of my possessions after i drift to eternal sleep.
I'll Prove to You Now That You're Less Than The Skin of My Glans With a Bouquet of Roses Next to Your Corpse
Joyless Machine

DAMN BOMBER THAT HZ

home (for dad)
you made me so small that i can't see myself anymore
that man in the mirror is not me, and he has given me a torn map.

the subtle art of playing dead

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I'm Not Ready, The World Will End Me