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I spent the better part Of an Hour, staring At my veins, tracing Blue lines with Black marker, Sharpie. I won't tell you how I spent the worse part. Different lines run Through my skin I counted them: Faded and Fresh. Grim tally of Triple digits.
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Feb 2, 2011
Feb 2, 2011 at 2:41 PM UTC
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I spent the better part Of an Hour, staring At my veins, tracing Blue lines with Black marker, Sharpie. I won't tell you how I spent the worse part. Different lines run Through my skin I counted them: Faded and Fresh. Grim tally of Triple digits.
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Feb 2, 2011
Feb 2, 2011 at 2:41 PM UTC
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