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Aug 2015
one
My love
       I'm self-destructing
I'm dying
  I'm killing
By my own hands the life in this vessel is slipping away
Every night I struggle to remember why my creator chose to prolong my existence
Yet every night the list of reasons gets shorter, and shorter still
I'm finally down to one
You.
Synthesis
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Synthesis  26/M/Charlotte , NC
(26/M/Charlotte , NC)   
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