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Mar 2015
it's a pattern
a trip on the mighty merry go round
over and over and over again..
it's just a pinprick they say  
a few seconds of blowing smoke
do it again and again and again
until you forget his name..
inhale
exhale
heart beats fast
eyes dilate
and next thing you know, you're on the ground, crippled over, wondering how it got this ******* bad..
I'm rotting from the inside out
and the sick part is I absolutely love it.
and I guess if it really gets down to it, that's what you we're to me
                a dance with the devil
an addictive narcotic

and you always

found a way to **** me just a      
                               little bit more


                                                              ­   **but I would never tell you that.
I had my first panic attack last night
Congrats to me..
Kill me slowly
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Kill me slowly
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   robin, Raven and ---
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