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Mar 2015
Darkness and shadows shall soon start coming. Love of the blade The cut of the skin. The end is coming. The acceptance of the end willingly. Life and pain. Reality. Its to hard. Cant last any longer. Its time. Blade. Pills. Whatever works. Darkness envelops the world. Pain and Life floats off right with it. No more. Realization hits. Hard. No more love. It may of got better. Too late. Too late. The real pain. The real pain is this. No more. Demons. Demons are surrounding. Its all real now. No going back.
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Mackenzie Bowie
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