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Nov 2015
Every other issue
A love that consumed me

This is goodbye
Petrified

Weak and tired
I've spent more than a few weeks feeling weak and tired

I am ill
In more ways then one
I feel pain
Sometimes none

My vices are killing me
My body can't handle them like it used to

I am growing older
I am drifting away
"Reporting live from your bathroom floor"
Josephine
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Josephine  Bridge City
(Bridge City)   
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