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Apr 2015
I know I sound
Like a broken record
That's stuck on
You
You
You
But honestly
Seeing you with her
Broke my heart
In two
Or three
Or four
Or five
I'm bleeding all over
And don't wanna be revived
I can barely feel anymore
I can't even cry
I'm not even real
Who the hell am I?
You willed me into existence
And now I'm lost
A failed experiment
Without any cause
Bolts in my neck
Stitches in my face
I truly am
A walking disgrace
Nevermind
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Nevermind  22/F/Connecticut
(22/F/Connecticut)   
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   ---, NV, Cecil Miller and Mike Essig
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