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Apr 2015
Too alive to be allowed to live a lie
            I'm dry
    Even my tear ducts now subside
The rot inside me is so real
      Everything thats fake is how I feel
If I die with my truth laid out,
   Will you scream and shout I'm who you cared about?
DaSH the Hopeful
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DaSH the Hopeful  23/M/Rome, Ga
(23/M/Rome, Ga)   
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