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He ride us through the potholes of his hands and bleed it to make me, my brother and mom loathe him whenever we together go on his bike. And we ignore him like we cut him from the frame of photo. But he still conveys the hill of our tongue.

He ride us through the potholes of his hands and bleed it to make me, my brother and mom loathe him whenever we together go on his bike. And we ignore him like we cut him from the frame of photo. But he still conveys the hill of our tongue.

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Addiction // In caption // Happiness is a drug, you consume it, it consumes you. The pills spilled from prescription container, so many of them your life labelled away

Addiction // In caption // Happiness is a drug, you consume it, it consumes you. The pills spilled from prescription container, so many of them your life labelled away