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Dec 2014
My eyes wide,
Drooling like a fiend,
over the very thing,
I vowed to forget,
Infatuated with the rush,
And the high I've been chasing,
In between dreams and reality,
Lies all my sinful pleasures,
These voices scratch at my skull,
Their words insistent,
Protect me from my faults,
And the corruption they bring
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
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