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Dec 2014
I am falling, I am dying, don't you ******* hear me crying?

You can't come, fill, leave, take everything and ****!

I bash my skull, bled you in my pores, gave you the keys to all my doors.

Memories of the otherside drown the void in this empty corpse, has me relasping on the remorse.

I am a maggot feeding on your soul, I have no other place to go.

Endless death, trying to live, there is not much more I can give.

I sufficated, you gave me breath, there is nothing left

Your the end of it all, believed that I could never fall.

This illusion of this black hole will fade, and you shall come to terms with what you have made.

I pray to my grave awaiting your return, sitting here alone I will yearn....
Dustin Goodman
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Dustin Goodman  Florida
(Florida)   
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   farah sultana
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