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May 2016
Something is wrong with me
Can't figure it out
Can't put my finger on it
Swirl it around like an ice cream cone
All wishing has disappeared
Can't take another breath without hating
Something has gripped my heart
And ******* won't let go
What the **** is it?
I call it insanity
My mind aching with suicide contemplations
Wouldn't it be nice to do myself in
But I am such a ******* coward
So I guess i'll live this struggled life
And keep ******* about it
Woo, woo!
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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