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Nov 2015
Oblivion
That's what I crave
Not death
Not life
Oblivion
Peace

It's also what I fear the most

Ironic

Tell me

Does it hurt ?

Your growing pains?
When you breathe in bright red love only to breath it out again?

Love.

The worst thing to happen to mankind.
And the best.

Love is what I fight for.

Oblivion is what I want.

Bright red, running through our veins
******* growing pains
Rachel Ueda
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Rachel Ueda
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   Daniel Magner, A, SPT and The Dedpoet
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