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Feb 2016
No one contact me by my phone
I won't be going anywhere anytime soon
No contact, nothing
Left to sit in my room and rot
Decay, don't call me, don't text
I am numb, back to numbness
Defense mechanism against
Fear
Don't contact my phone. I don't have a car either
Rj
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Rj
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