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i wear a mask
every day a new one
i see the true world at last
monkey, spire, grape bunch
i make them of paper for filler, screams for glue
walk through the halls crying, no one sees
my father in my room at night, my mother flees
she knows
no one knows
she knows
my tears will be the unglue
my bullet will be true
- Title: paper mache balloons
- Artist: peptic
- Description: lowly rumbles from below
- Date: 05/28/2010
- Tags: father
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Sweet Creamz - 06/27/2010
- touching
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- Sir Bulimic Rainbows - 05/28/2010
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i been raped once too by my dad
i know what u r going thru man... - Report As Spam
- kidonabike - 05/28/2010
- beautifully tormenting
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- wormfeed - 05/28/2010
- MY FATHER IS IN YM ROOM AT NIGHT TOO AND ALSO IN THE DAY,LIUGHT AND NO ONE KNOWS I UNDERSTAND
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