For what ?

By scumasff

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A book i've been working on since 2017. About my confusing and a mess of feelings , its still a work in progr... More

Prologue
- Confusion Confession 10/23/17
blame me
society sanity
hateful
stories
journies
surrender
balance
prisoner
fear
reality
obscurité
sottises
des os
new chapter
meaningless
fé
a song i wrote
stopped
new religion
seeker
golden massacre
un-realistic
cigarettes and lies
worth
poison
shadows
distance
unsure
self pleasure
love ; my defenition
view
defendancy
exhaustion
sightings
rose
the disaster
self pressure
not so persuasive
self image
reminders
blindness creature
underneath
movies and silhouettes
toxicity
pulling
again & again
ridance
helpless
tears
dignity
the boy.
je taime
brilliant chemistry
burn.
nope , nope , nope
overdose
drown
paths
sorry.
mountain of stars
her soul consists of plants
wandering
go away
im in love with your ghost
dont count on me
bad weather
so bad it makes me sad
what is love
after all
beauty lies
get over it , love
exposition
good reasons
please
sorry in advance
underground people
petals of hope
here it is
bad decisions to rely on
spirited feelings
centuries
star gazing
dead roses
farewell to the posion in my veins
my two favorite tssf songs
your full of acid
thoughts
you
chronic
as it is
goodnight
kingdom for a heart
cigs and tears
crimson
for you
ripening
not an apology
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Lastly

pink baby pink

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By scumasff

new grown territory you wanna call it
make it a garden
not a garden of thieves
but a garden of pleasure, made for not you and me
no you are not welcome, strangers beware

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