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May 2016
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Finding solace in blood is dangerous
Because eventually the slicing
Becomes monotonous
And you seek a new escape
But as your neediness grows so does desperation
And you can only wander so far
Until you hit a wall
Or are forced off a cliff's edge
K W
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K W  Boston
(Boston)   
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