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Sep 2015
Press your finger against my body and ignite my soul, i will find a way to take away all theses stings before i'm down again, i dont want this anymore, unconditional is the only adjective i can give to myself, so i pray for the gods that my next lover will be me, stripe me away from my illness and cement all the holes from my body, i cant bleed more.
Expo 86'
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Expo 86'  I dont live
(I dont live)   
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