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Jun 2015
It does not hurt very bad
But it still hurts immensely, if that’s sensible
The dose of anesthesia was drastically high,
A little more please I still feel this.
There, my body is no longer affected.
All of these nerves relocated from the tangible, to the depths of my spirit
I must release my soul, delimit my mind, and free my spirit
To acquire the numbness, peace, that I cannot allow my vices to take credit for
DeJa Williams
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DeJa Williams  Fayetteville, NC
(Fayetteville, NC)   
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