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Dec 2011
As I inhale this toxin
That takes years off this pitiful existence
I try to get back the feeling
Of how you have already
Taken my breath away

As I drink this poison
Trying to forget the years of this pitiful existence
Just helping the feeling
Of how you are already
Slowly killing me
Ryan King
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Ryan King
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   Bernadette
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