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Jun 2015
I need to stop feeling things,
I don't know if I can,
It seems I've traced the outline,
Of a land mine.
If I stop,
I die.
It just hurts quite a lot inside.
EphemeralLikeGold
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EphemeralLikeGold  23/M
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   LB Parker
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