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Slight Of Pen
High In Fiber

Broken glass with milk, breakfast is good today
Oh look my emotions are finally unstuck
Bloody little thoughts built up in hellish life cycles
Fucking good glass
Oh look, more shit is coming still, and it is prettier than intestines

Oh no, too much is coming now
Dead, shred, head, fled 

From my fucking sick life, I can't take it anymore
Glass shred the fucking life from the insides, fuck the insides
Shred, my fucking diet needs an improvement