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Apr 2016
His smile is wide,
               But his scars are deep,
                 His eyes are bright,
               But his pulse is weak,
                 His heart says fight,
               But his mind says die.
                 His hand is steady,
                 As he ends his life.
Beauty Without Eyes
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Beauty Without Eyes  20/F/Im Not Sure Im Living
(20/F/Im Not Sure Im Living)   
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     ---, AJ Golds, Twinkle, ---, Micah and 1 other
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