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Mar 2016
it hurts even to remember
the way you used to burn through my brain
and sometimes when I'm alone
ill come across a hole burnt through my head
like drunken nights where I put out cigarettes on my skin
and I draw a blank, I start to feel it again
stay the **** away from me
kylie formella
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kylie formella  Courtland, Virginia
(Courtland, Virginia)   
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