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Nov 2015
Stop please youre scaring me
The ***** in my arm wasnt self inflected
I dont know who did it
But i watch it run i feel the pain
Wait is that my arm?

These voices in my head
Ive heard them but buried them
Did i bury myself instead?

Just let me scream
I AM SCREAMING
but yOU ARENT HEARING
Im so cold
Or?
Is it hot. Its to dark to tell
Because is the you in the mirror
Or is you, me?
What the hell
WHO the hell am i suppose to be
Lexus Sampaio
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Lexus Sampaio  Salem mass
(Salem mass)   
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   Lior Gavra
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