Time to wake up. Time to sweep the broken glass. Time to reflect. Why do you do this? You do what you feel. Don't call me surprised if you steal. Try not to get anymore real. Confused color teal. Don't worry, how's your memory? I'll cite all the conversations that we had. Sprawled out on the floor, who lacks epicurean. I'll take all of those apologies now. Through tupper wares and coke cans, do they remind you of me? Or will you remember me at all? I don't want to do any drugs. I don't want you to do any drugs. I don't want to see your face light up at all of the wrong things. I don't want to see your face light up at talk of substance. I don't want to see your face light up.
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