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Dec 2015
My touch screen won't work,
TouchΒ Β me and make me scream
So I know it won't hurt
Mental illness, is a killer.
I won't eat, I must punish
I crave pain
My stomach is as empty as children's playgrounds in chilling winter.
No reason to be hungry,
but I want to look great.
I haven't received any
friend request today
Aaron Bee
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Aaron Bee  22/Non-binary/Shiprock, New Mexico
(22/Non-binary/Shiprock, New Mexico)   
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