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Jul 2016
20 cent sized holes
Flowing dark blood, it doesn't stop
Oozing out my lifetime
Smelling the sweet scent of night

Clutching in agony
Oh no what a "tragedy"
Another ****** dead
With the Midnight Mist smothering his head
Viseract
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Viseract  23/Trans Female/Adelaide
(23/Trans Female/Adelaide)   
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   Grace, --- and Dark n Beautiful
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