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Apr 2016
I'll just stay and linger on
Until of natural causes I am gone
Seems the suffering can continue
I'm still ordering from this menu
My demons still can feed
My monster I still will need
My twisted life shall fallow and ensue
To push on is all I can do
I say this as I'm lying in my bed
Facing the next minutes with dread
Can't even think about the days to come
Think I need a lot more ***
If I sleep long enough, will I sleep through all I suffer
Buried here under the cover
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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