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Apr 2015
i've found it much easier to have nothing than to have half of something
even smooth rocks become sharp when you break them in half
that's why i felt so much better when you left
i would rather feel nothing than lay in a bed of broken glass
i wish someone would have told me to let go of the pieces that were cutting my hands
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anonymous999  St. Louis
(St. Louis)   
     Madi, SS, Lani Foronda, ---, C Davis and 4 others
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