Im tearing out all of my old feelings,
And I'm shoving them away in a box.
With a fresh coat of strawberry lip gloss
And a new stick of pencil lead
New ones report themselves
On white lined paper
Like I'm getting rid of all the old food
In my stomach
With a deadly disease in a dangerous place
I purge all of these poisonous thoughts
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Halloween is Right around the corner.. .
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very good 
