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Mar 2011
It's been so long since I've slept
My mind shattered and disfigured by the hurt
Impaired by my sadness, I can't function
Oppressed, trapped, by something much larger than me
I can't help but feel distraught and empty
So I'll take it out on myself
The fine art of self-destruction
Sinead Anderson
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Sinead Anderson
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   ---, Plaguewyrm and Morgan
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