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Mar 2016
Vacuous vessel...
My happiness won't fill me...
Of course, yours will do.
We are this person.
Or, we know someone affected.
Or, we've been injured by this.
Or, we've at least heard of this before.

Someone who has wasted every opportunity at becoming their own person, so much so that they feed on everyone else.

Vampires aren't fiction.

Don't keep silent about this.
Seek help.
It's not a permanence, it's a choice.
It's not a death sentence, it's an opportunity.

If you're a vampire, choose life.
Darren Edsel Wilson
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Darren Edsel Wilson  33/M/Philadelphia
(33/M/Philadelphia)   
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