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pain surges though me it gives me pleasure it gives regret it stops and starts me it keep me alive it makes me want to die it gives me peace of mind it drives me insane it hurt me it heals me i want it to go away but id be lost with out it i want it more i want it less
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May 12, 2011
May 12, 2011 at 9:36 AM UTC
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pain surges though me it gives me pleasure it gives regret it stops and starts me it keep me alive it makes me want to die it gives me peace of mind it drives me insane it hurt me it heals me i want it to go away but id be lost with out it i want it more i want it less
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May 12, 2011
May 12, 2011 at 9:36 AM UTC
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