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Mar 2016
sza
some nights I cry
others I shake
more often then so I yearn
I yearn to feel to for I only exist these days wandering through life admiring strange faces and emotions I once felt myself but I crossed paths with the devil who took any life I had left within me now he watches amused at the life he's subjected my soul too a life of forced emotion and smiles a life of laughter drowned out by reality
Philomena
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Philomena  F/Washington, d.c.
(F/Washington, d.c.)   
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