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Jun 2016
I'm a set of broken pieces;
I am no more than gone.
Nothing but a mess.
Please fire a gun.
Please...
Just let me sleep,
and let me blend
into the darkness of the void.
Leave me there,
and pretend you never cared.
I am fine,
and I will be okay.
enrique
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enrique
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