sellout
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"Fear consumes my body, my thoughts.
Fear consumes me.
I am fear. I am light."
Applause with the tips of fingers,
polite curves at the corners of lips,
silent nods that translate to,
"That's so me."
One day i’ll get what i deserve.
Karma’s a bitch, and time’s an asshole,
so i’ll kiss & make up with them each time i fuck up
and we’ll fake nice.
