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Apr 2013
Half empty
Half full
Half dirt
Half blood
Clean shoes
No mud.

Dreaming of your demise
Your pitifully starved body.
You begging for your life,
How funny.

You took mine,
I take yours.
Eye for an eye.
Sores for sores.
I like these new dreams...
Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston
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Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston  20/F/Ohio
(20/F/Ohio)   
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