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I want to throw up, Agin and again and again, Those rotten insides, Black tar and mold Replaces my stomach, My lungs, my blood, Heart- I want to throw up something To get rid of something, To get rid of me, I am me, Does this make sense? I need to rid my body of me, Throw the body of a cliff so its Detached from the world, Detached from me, Clean-
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Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 7:14 PM UTC
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I want to throw up, Agin and again and again, Those rotten insides, Black tar and mold Replaces my stomach, My lungs, my blood, Heart- I want to throw up something To get rid of something, To get rid of me, I am me, Does this make sense? I need to rid my body of me, Throw the body of a cliff so its Detached from the world, Detached from me, Clean-
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18/F/Australia
Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 7:14 PM UTC
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