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AWOL-

- i have gone awol absent without leave - i have gone awol a basket case thats me. On the outside i am crying On the inside i am dying. - i have gone awol. I am abset without leave. Am i truly damaged goods For popping pills A constant addiction? A violent rape. And loss off self. Its beena year why do i Return to this hell. I am awol. Ive gone on french leave. Absent without emotion Yet im crying in the rain God i know you love me. my friends are worried too. But i am on french leave. Im so fucked up You dont even have the slightest clue. I am awol. Absent without leave Please dont ask me where ive gone. If i want. I will find you.
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mia-french
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Mar 14, 2012
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