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May 2015
I'm too ****** up to walk straight.
I'm ******* faded,
But anytime I can't hear you in ignoring you.
Keep staring at the image of the ****** person I am that you painted.
Next time I'm ****** up I'll make sure I'm alone so then I won't have to worry about making sure you don't misinterpret my drunken actions.
All you do is look for reasons to decide how I feel. I don't know how I can trust that you see anything else.
I won't divide my attention anymore.
Denxai Mcmillon
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Denxai Mcmillon  27/Non-binary/Frederick
(27/Non-binary/Frederick)   
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   Cecil Miller
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