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I prefer to lose the grip of me and my being would traverse to the brain I made my home in my little universe But to lose the touch of this which I hold so dear and the only thing which promised me that would be permanently here My memory is lacking and my system is rewriting my thoughts are the one which I really should be fighting I know I know, You are my friend, dear ***** But I really want to put a stop A stop to this abuse.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 5:55 PM UTC
To Jäger.
I prefer to lose the grip of me and my being would traverse to the brain I made my home in my little universe But to lose the touch of this which I hold so dear and the only thing which promised me that would be permanently here My memory is lacking and my system is rewriting my thoughts are the one which I really should be fighting I know I know, You are my friend, dear ***** But I really want to put a stop A stop to this abuse.
you damaged me more than this alcohol ever could
BirdJesus
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 5:55 PM UTC
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