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Jun 2015
Guns are expensive.
Pills take too long.
I can't tie a noose.
So what's the use?
I'll light up a smoke
and smile as I die.
The Whisper
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The Whisper  24/M/Los Angeles
(24/M/Los Angeles)   
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