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Jun 2016
I still exist.

even when im ******* dead
Im ******* dead

I still exist inside your head
a rust can
a dust bucket
fickle men

divide by death
and exist in heart
******* eyes
blinded by the last resort

behead the nerves of will and ghost

sake fined by the
keepers
gross
exhaustion of mortality
RoBin williams
Lendon Partain
Written by
Lendon Partain  32/Non-binary/Andrews, Texas
(32/Non-binary/Andrews, Texas)   
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   Kida Price
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