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Mar 2011
everything is turning black.
as of now I cant turn back.
there is no incline from this place.
I must look down into death's face
Iā€™m slowly dying from the inside out
my fate killing me, no doubt
everyone in my presence is fading
i feel like I am suffocating
never will I evade these thoughts
my negative ways leaving me distraught
Milan Nicole
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