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Sharks

My minds sicker than how I feel in December my hearts as cold as November but it never snows funny fact I wear sweaters even in the summer to cover up what’s underneath but shh no one knows  like the fish hiding under the reefs the sharks are what they’re hiding from but when the Sharks are the ones you love then the game is no longer fun see I live in a world of sorrow and pain everyone searching for fame Saying “being smart is lame” join the game were we fuck all night for fun but can’t even pronounce someone’s name “pretty eyebrows on fleek” but really the beauty is hidden within love not lust within your mind not the sheets

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