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Dec 2016
Hate it.
Hate it.
Please make it all go away.
Thoughts make my head pound
like a hammer to a nail.
Make it stop.
Make it stop.
Please.
One moment of quiet.
That's all I ask.
But my head still aches.
Help me.
Help me.
Please,
please,
just make it stop.
Nicole
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Nicole
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   Rickie Louis
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